Oh, the hopes I had for a peaceful few days after Thanksgiving – the sweet happy coma that my children would be in after eating lots and lots of turkey, containing heavy doses of Tyrptophan. You know, the stuff that is supposed to make you calm and sleepy???
NOT SO MUCH AT OUR HOUSE!!!!
Grumpy kids, wild kids, crying kids. Where are the calm and sleepy children? No more turkey for us!!!
I have recently asked for prayer to help me deal with my obsessive need for perfection at home with the kids. I feel like I am always asking them to clean something up, be quiet, or go to bed. I feel as though the kids might only have memories of me NOT enjoying them. Guilt was weighing heavy on my heart.
My guilt subsided, if for only a little while, after having the following conversation with Janie on the way to school yesterday:
Janie: “Mom, next week is going to be the best week for you! You are soooo lucky!”
Me: “Why’s that Janie-girl?”
Janie: “Because it will be Thanksgiving break, and you get to have us home the WHOLE week!
By potty training, that is.
Today’s conversation with Sam:
I said, “Sam, big boys don’t go potty in their pull-ups.”
Sam, in all seriousness, replied, “Well, this big boy does!”
Sam has not quite taken hold of Psalm 34:13 (Keep you tongue from evil and your lips from speaking lies.) If I don’t see what he’s done, he thinks lying is alright. He got his first taste of vinegar last week, and it is definitely taming the lies. He hated it…
Today, as I went to change his dirty diaper, he kept insisting that it was not dirty. When I questioned him again as I was wiping his dirty bum, he said, “Oh mom, that’s not poop, I just sat in some mud!”
Have I stated before that I’m in trouble???
*Mom and Dad, don’t worry!
This pet snake is at a nature center, not our house!
What a weekend. The kids and I braved the cold and the rain to spend sometime in Kansas City this weekend. We spent Friday night in Ottawa, watching Daddy coach his team in the conference play-offs. It was great game to watch, but ended terribly – we lost 2-3 with 40 seconds to go in the second sudden death overtime. Painful…
As in everything my kids do, I marvel at how differently they handle it. It was cold. And wet. Elli didn’t care at all. She was so excited to watch the team play, that she climbed a fence blockade so that she could sit under the bleachers and watch. Janie and Nevi enjoyed most of the game in the warmth of our van listening to Dancing Queen and Super Trooper. They didn’t care about the game at all. Sam rotated back and forth between flirting with the girls in the stands and playing swords and guns with a nice 8 year old boy he befriended. I had to convince him to get in the car after the game.
Next we headed to Overland Park to spend the night at Mitch and Nancy’s house – wow, did the girls love that! They had great toys to play with, slept in a beautiful bed completely adorned in pink, and were able to watch tv in bed! Wow, thank you “Hotel Mitch and Nancy!”
Saturday we met Ann and her three youngest at the Toy and Miniature Museum. Janie was sure at home there! It was fascinating. Then it was off to Crown Center to fulfill my longing for great pizza at D’Bronx Deli. I was in heaven – the slices were oozing with cheese and needed to be folded in half to eat. I wonder how much delivery would cost to my house??? We ended the day at the Crayola store and then to Ann’s house to relax and visit.
As I was getting all the kids back in the car to head home, Janie turned to me and said, “Tibi Gratias ago, Mom, for a super fun weekend!” Translation: Thanks! You’ve got to love Latin class!
Sam had an awesome day! It was a warm fall day, and his Spiderman Party at the park was a blast. He thought everyone at the park was there for him! My favorite part of the party was watching Elli and Janie, along with all the other older siblings, take care of Sam and his four buddies. They painted their faces, helped them hunt for spiders, and got them their food. I don’t know who had more fun!
We ended the day with pizza on our deck with Aunt Mim and Grandma and Grandpa. Sam was so tired, he actually wanted to wait until the next day to open his gifts! We convinced him otherwise, and he had a blast with his new “Web spinner” and spiderman mask!
So, this is not our family’s shining moment. The carpets throughout the house were cleaned on Tuesday, and member of our family have been dropping like flies with the stomach flu ever since. The house is a wreck (I haven’t even attempted to move furniture back from the cleaning), and meals have been close to non-existent, (Tonight I laid out several strange items and told the kids to each eat a veggie, fruit, protein and a grain!)
Thankfully my hero, Aunt Joni, came to the rescue yesterday when I was dying on the couch, and took the three healthy children with her. She returned after feeding and bathing (The hot tub counts as a bath, doesn’t it?) then brought them back home to read to them and tuck them in bed. What a friend!!!
So tonight, as I tucked in the last child, anticipating the chance to finally get my house back in order, Nevi started crying. To my dismay, I discovered that she had fallen victim to the bug as well.
Who’s left? Janie. It has me thinking… Maybe she’s just healthier than the rest of us. I can’t feed her enough fruits and vegetables. That is ALL she wants to eat. I knew she was quite the phenomenon with her eating, but the day she went and got a straw to suck up the last of the juice from the steamed broccoli, I knew she must have been switched at birth!