A girl can only take so much.
Like:
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!"
Or
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?
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Calgon. Take me away.
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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!
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!
Yes. Only you have 2 more curve balls to hit than we do so I can only imagine.
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!
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
That is so funny. I notice myself saying "Can you hear me?" Wish we were closer so we could trade the little stinkers.
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