Post by brandiewine11 on May 2, 2017 13:23:32 GMT -5
R was playing outside this weekend. When I went in to check something, he pulled out his climbing toy/slide which had not been washed yet. Apparently it had mouse crap all over it.
So I stripped him down and he played in his underwear for another few hours while I sat on the porch playing on my phone. I did give him a bath before dinner at least....
My kid is still in his pajama shirt and keeps snacking on uncooked alphabet pasta that spilled on the kitchen stool while I attempted some sort of sensory activity for him earlier. Yesterday he came in chewing on pieces of popcorn that were somewhere on the front porch -- he had popcorn out there roughly 10 days ago, so that's disgusting. He's always eating random things.
This reminds me of how, when buckling the kids in to go out to buy my child ignoring latte, R was chewing something - a pistachio that she had likely snagged out of the dark depths carseat itself. Um, gross, kid.
I gave Nugget some crackers in her snack cup while I was making dinner and she proceeded to sit on the floor and crumble them into little bits all over the kitchen floor. I let her do it because it kept her from hanging on my leg and whining while I cooked. I let the dog into the kitchen to clean up the crumbs when she was done.
Okay, 2.5 is the absolute fucking worst. My sweet little boy is losing his GD mind.
I am transitioning him from bedsharing to his own room. We bought bunk beds that also have a trundle underneath, and left the top bunk off. He is supposed to sleep in his twin bed, and I start out in my bed and come in on the trundle when he wakes up. He is used to being next to me all night, so this is progress that I am happy with. Last night he lost his motherfucking mind and was up from 2:40-5:40 AM crying to lay with me and nurse and pet my hair. 3 fucking hours. We even were laying in the same bed at points and he just wouldn't go to sleep. I lost it. So much screaming. Bad night. Hopefully never again. It was so bad.
Lunch is usually random things I pluck from the fridge and and hand to my child while he sits on the kitchen floor.
We're on day 4 of heavy rain and my house is a wreck. There's paint and rice and water beads all over the place and B just keeps screaming to go outside.
I've taken to carrying around nail clippers in my pocket basically all the time so I can surprise my children with trims at random opportune outdoor moments.
On Monday when I arrived at the second place to get the truck looked at E was asleep, so I put her in the carrier hoping she'd just relax and be easier to carry across the street for lunch. Instead she screamed her head off the entire time we were waiting, O was trying to jump on the couches in the waiting room and C was begging for something to eat. I'm sure the guys in that office couldn't WAIT for us to leave! After lunch when we took the truck back to the first place we walked across the parking lot to Lowes and I let them play in the backyard fountains that are on display. There were other parents who care and wouldn't let their kid touch the water. Oops.
J apparently didn't finish his cup of coffee yesterday and I found Nugget sticking her hands in the cold coffee left in his mug, which was sitting on an end table.
I am getting over a nasty cold and DS decided to wake up at 6:30 this morning. He did sleep a thousand times better than last night at least. However, 6:30 is shockingly early for a kid who usually wakes up at 8:30. Also, I was/am fucking exhausted. He entertained himself in the living room for 2.5 hours until I got up. Disclaimer that DH did help him get something to eat and use the potty since he got home from work right when I was telling DS to leave me alone and let me sleep.
I told M and O to go get dressed for school. When they didn't come back in a reasonable amount of time I went to check on them. O was sitting on M's chest while M had his legs hooked up around O's face. Both were yelling something about "the rules of wrestling". O was in underwear and M was naked. I just shut the door and walked away.
I told M and O to go get dressed for school. When they didn't come back in a reasonable amount of time I went to check on them. O was sitting on M's chest while M had his legs hooked up around O's face. Both were yelling something about "the rules of wrestling". O was in underwear and M was naked. I just shut the door and walked away.
I just assume this is how it is in your house all the time
I told M and O to go get dressed for school. When they didn't come back in a reasonable amount of time I went to check on them. O was sitting on M's chest while M had his legs hooked up around O's face. Both were yelling something about "the rules of wrestling". O was in underwear and M was naked. I just shut the door and walked away.
I just assume this is how it is in your house all the time
Yes. For some reason this moment made me feel like I'm living a life that is not my own.
I'm trying so hard to get the house cleaned really well today since it's hubby's bday, but it seems all forces are against me today. Laundry is a freaking mountain, dishes are everywhere, the kids can't listen to simple directions like "use a watering can, not that giant bucket" while creating a mini creek through the house to the deck. I cracked open a beer at 2:30. And I foolishly told R no TV this afternoon because she didn't help clean up the aforementioned mini creek.
I'm trying so hard to get the house cleaned really well today since it's hubby's bday, but it seems all forces are against me today. Laundry is a freaking mountain, dishes are everywhere, the kids can't listen to simple directions like "use a watering can, not that giant bucket" while creating a mini creek through the house to the deck. I cracked open a beer at 2:30. And I foolishly told R no TV this afternoon because she didn't help clean up the aforementioned mini creek.
I shamelessly let E earn back TV when I have regrets about taking it away. He will enthusiastically cooperate in order to get it back.
I'm trying so hard to get the house cleaned really well today since it's hubby's bday, but it seems all forces are against me today. Laundry is a freaking mountain, dishes are everywhere, the kids can't listen to simple directions like "use a watering can, not that giant bucket" while creating a mini creek through the house to the deck. I cracked open a beer at 2:30. And I foolishly told R no TV this afternoon because she didn't help clean up the aforementioned mini creek.
I shamelessly let E earn back TV when I have regrets about taking it away. He will enthusiastically cooperate in order to get it back.
I do this, but then when she refuses to help I'm like, Well no TV tomorrow either! This is like kicking yourself directly in the face, repeatedly.
I drove 20 minutes out of our way this afternoon so I could take C by a friend's house to see their new baby horse. When we got there and she saw that was why we were driving around her face was like "wtf mom?" Then she fell asleep on the way back home so I parked in a random parking lot and cried because I'm just an emotional disaster right now and I can't handle her constant attention.
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