Just a Mom, trying to stay sane

That Kind of Day

It’s been that kind of day…and it’s only 9:30 am. I swear, my kids conspired to turn today into “F-you, Mom” day. They just don’t give a flying frick what I tell them. I could hear they were launching themselves off the bed onto the floor (their version of flying), and I told them they needed to stop it. The words hadn’t been out of my mouth for 10 seconds and they were back to doing it. It’s not that they couldn’t hear me, I was sitting about 20 feet away, and they both acknowledged me, they just decided what they wanted to do was more important. When I went in there again, I made Girl get off of Boys bed (because she throws a hissy fit anytime he’s on hers, she’s not allowed to be on his). I walk out of their room, into the living room, realized I needed something from my room, and while in my room, I heard her crying, so I walked through the bathroom (our apartment is set up kinda like a circle) into their room, and she’s back on his bed. Ya’ll, it had taken me about 45 seconds to make that trip. When she got in trouble, she started bawling like she was as innocent as a newborn babe.

Oh, and whoever it was who told me that 6 year olds don’t really have attitude is a lying sack of lying lyington from lyiarville. Seriously, the look she gave me…

 

*sigh*

I know these days happen, I’m sure I caused a few myself. I don’t know what it is, but they are walking a very thing tightrope today. Normally, on a day like today, I would pile them in the car and head for the nearest McDonald’s with a play place. I’d grab a soda and a large fry and let the kids loose in the playground for at least an hour. It would give me the break I obviously need, and would let them expend some of the excess energy they clearly have built up. Unfortunately, I don’t have the car today, Mr won’t be home until later than usual, and it’s too hot to walk to McDonald’s.

Today will be filled with something to keep them entertained and out of my hair, I’m just not sure what. Anything I can think of seems to be like a reward, and while I don’t want them to get that idea, I just may do it anyway, because I need a break. I can tell you I definitely see early naps for them, and a possible nap on the couch for me.

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