Have you ever had those days when you just want to give up, go get in your jammies and crawl under you sheets for the rest of the day? Is it ever right when the kids get home from school? I swear, those hours between 3-8pm are pure chaos! EVERYTHING is a battle with my children:
"Please do your homework."
"I DON'T WANT TO DO MY HOMEWORK, I WANNA PLAY!"
"Please get your Kung Fu clothes on."
"I DON'T WANT TO GET THEM ON. I HATE KUNG FU. I DON'T EVEN WANT TO GO!"
And my all time favorite from yesterday, "Drew, please go outside and pick up all the toys in the backyard to earn your quarter that you have to pay the kid who's cookie you stole at lunch and LICKED so he wouldn't try to take it back..."
To which there was no response, but when I looked outside to check on him in the middle of making dinner, helping Syd with her homework and pulling Ethan down from everything he was climbing on, I witnessed my son cheating...fully... chucking EVERY toy over the fence into the neighbor's yard. Yes, that's right. That's cleaning up.
SO, I apologize to the whole neighborhood because I KNOW you heard me freaking out at home yesterday and ordering him to go to the neighbor's to retrieve all our CRAP, as Darrin lovingly refers to it. Anyway, what's the result of me being an absolute basket case when Darrin walked in from yet another golf tourney at 7pm?? Well, he unloaded and loaded the dishwasher and then headed upstairs to fold 2 baskets of laundry. Then he called his Mom and asked her to babysit so that we can go on a kid free date tonight. Aaaahhhhh...CAN'T WAIT!!!!!
"Please do your homework."
"I DON'T WANT TO DO MY HOMEWORK, I WANNA PLAY!"
"Please get your Kung Fu clothes on."
"I DON'T WANT TO GET THEM ON. I HATE KUNG FU. I DON'T EVEN WANT TO GO!"
And my all time favorite from yesterday, "Drew, please go outside and pick up all the toys in the backyard to earn your quarter that you have to pay the kid who's cookie you stole at lunch and LICKED so he wouldn't try to take it back..."
To which there was no response, but when I looked outside to check on him in the middle of making dinner, helping Syd with her homework and pulling Ethan down from everything he was climbing on, I witnessed my son cheating...fully... chucking EVERY toy over the fence into the neighbor's yard. Yes, that's right. That's cleaning up.
SO, I apologize to the whole neighborhood because I KNOW you heard me freaking out at home yesterday and ordering him to go to the neighbor's to retrieve all our CRAP, as Darrin lovingly refers to it. Anyway, what's the result of me being an absolute basket case when Darrin walked in from yet another golf tourney at 7pm?? Well, he unloaded and loaded the dishwasher and then headed upstairs to fold 2 baskets of laundry. Then he called his Mom and asked her to babysit so that we can go on a kid free date tonight. Aaaahhhhh...CAN'T WAIT!!!!!
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drew will so owe you when he gets older.
and darrin sounds like superman. you deserve a great night!
Kuddos to Darrin for getting in and doing the things that needed doing. Hope your date night was relaxing. It sounds like it was much needed.
Not to worry - I didn't hear you freaking out down here at my house. : )