Sunday, November 8, 2009

Calgon. Take me away.

A girl can only take so much.

Getting hit in the head with a hockey stick while you are getting the kids ready for church all by yourself even after saying, "Boys. Put the hockey sticks down while I'm getting you dressed. I DON'T WANT TO GET HIT IN THE FACE!"


Having to stop the car on the way home from church to make sure that the 3 year old who just got a marker shoved down his throat by the six year old is okay. (I know. Sounds impossible while wearing a seatbelt.)

I don't know what it is , but my kids have been out of control lately. Maybe it's the time change. I'm even willing to believe that it has something to do with the barometric pressure change - cause there is something going on and I'll take any explanation I can get.

However, I'm pretty sure what it comes down to is my flagrant bragging about figuring my children out, as seen in this post. Have I not learned: when things are going smooth - KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT OR YOU ARE GOING TO JINX YOURSELF!!!!

Have you ever noticed that? Right when you start getting comfortable, you get thrown a "behavior" curve ball.

Well I'm done playing ball. Can someone please tell the umpire?


The Scotts said...

Cute blog, and I hear you on the kids. I think it's a mix of way too much Halloween candy and the time change. My kids have been monsters of late. Fighting, crying, and annoying oh my!

Grandma Caroline said...

Oh, yea! I remember those exact feelings when raising your husband. Every Once in a 3 or 4 month period and I was on top of the world with the cutest, smartest, politest and most spiritual children put on the face of the earth- and the rest of the time I was wondering what in the world I ever did to deserve such rotten monsters- what happend to my angels?? I hear your pain. Really I do!

Mark and/or Lisa said...

Yes. Only you have 2 more curve balls to hit than we do so I can only imagine.

Annessa said...

Here, here! It's happening in my house, too. "What the heck were you thinking?! Are you kidding me?!" These are phrases commonly spoken these days after a very bad choice.

In autism circles we call it, the 100 days of Holidays curse. It starts with Halloween and doesn't end until January. Stinkin' holidays!

In addiiton, we have a lovely individual in our home that is becoming hormonal - and I don't mean me! Yeah!

Lisa said...

Well I feel sorry for all of you since my kids are Perfect (notice that's with a capital P)

Ha Ha

Yes, there is definitely something in the air. I think I have officially decided that Halloween is the anit-mom holiday! And to have the time change at the same time....T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Lesha said...

That is so funny. I notice myself saying "Can you hear me?" Wish we were closer so we could trade the little stinkers.