No other way to say it... my children were {{bad}}!

I had one of those parenting days.  The days when you just want to through your hands in the air and declare your demise.  It was bad... it was the boys... BOTH of them.

It started with an adventure to go swimming... but first let's tidy up, put away laundry etc.  Ack... it took forever.  They kept declaring their work finished and I was dumbfounded.  {{Your work is not finished if I can not walk in your room without walking on something!}}

We finally headed to the pool... my boys screamed and fought with each other forever.  I was the ref... I made them get out of the pool, I made them go eat {{because surely they were misbehaving because they were hungry, right?}}, my girlfriend finally lit into them... and it helped, for a second.

Some days we all end up on our "bums"

By the time I got home, I was done.  I looked at Joe and said, "Our boys were bad... even the friend I brought to the pool was dumbfounded.. she'd never seen them behave like this!"  Joe talked to the boys and made them scoop the yard.

Then, all was quiet.  I heard the tv on and thought {{good}} a little peace.  And then I realized that both boys were asleep and it was only 5:30... but I let them sleep because I was spent.  Baby girl, Joe and I ate dinner and the boys slept.  We had icecream and the boys slept.  I finally tried to move them upstairs for bed {{at 9pm}} and they woke up and they were hungry and then I was up until 10:30 with them and then I declared bed time again 'cause Mommy was tired.

Lesson learned: sometimes big kids are really rotten because they are tired and they need a nap.  I should have just made them go lay down.  In hindsight, Pepe had a long, exhausting weekend of soccer and he was tired.  When Pepe is tired he enjoys bugging Phinneous; which then turns into chaos.  Didn't I learn this when they were 2 and 3 years old?!?!?!?

Today ... in the life of...

 Kiss -- Kiss

• One child is at the zoo with a friend. 

• One child is unloading and loading the dishwasher... he came to me to tell me he wasn't sure if he's done it "right"... as far as I'm concerned if he is doing it then it is "right"!

• One child is taking all laundry back upstairs.

• Jeep is running around crazy with the excitement of the doorbell and the neighbor stopping by.

• I hear a baseball game in the background noise of my home.

•  I see a few more areas of my house that need to be organized.

• I'm excited and anticipating my husband coming home... tomorrow.

Life is good.

I'm over it!

I've always been a little obsessed with my coffee creamer... I affectionately call it "foof"... and then half a container of it was spilled on my kitchen floor.  The child wiped it up... I later mopped it... and I still have an oily film on my floor.

I had an "ah ha" moment... if the creamer is leaving this film on my floor then WHY AM I PUTTING IT IN MY BODY!?!!?!? 

So, I'm over creamer.  I guess I've just saved myself $6 a month.

Random...WHY?

Sometimes life is just random... so here are random thoughts...

1.  Why is it that when you clean/organize an area of your home you make an absolute disaster while in the process?  And furthermore, why does the rest of your house look like a tornado when you're focusing on a said particular area... WHY?


2.  Why after 3 trips to the doctor (over a 1 month period and an air-flight) does the doctor finally decide to believe mom and try antibiotics... WHY?


3.  Why do I have a child obsessed with porta-pots... WHY?


4.  Why do your child's feet grow after buying new shoes one month prior... WHY?


5.  Why is it your sister's fault that you spilt the coffee creamer on the floor because the apple juice was behind it in the refrigerator... and furthermore, Why after mopping does the floor still look like something spilled on it... WHY?

WHY?

Shoulder Pain

So, for the last month or so I've been experiencing shoulder pain...especially when I sleep.  

It didn't improve while on vacation, in fact, it worsened.

And then we came home and it was terrible.  Couldn't move my left arm at all without wincing... I was on massive ibuprofin every 4 to 6 hours... I was miserable... considered seeing a chiropractor.'

And then... all HELL broke lose at soccer this weekend.  Terrible games, watched one child suffer in a way I've never witnessed and the other have the ultimate success... and my shoulder continued to give me massive trouble.  

And then... we did the ultimate... we quite the soccer team of the struggling child and joined a new team and withing 24 hours my shoulder is fine.... did you hear me... it is fine?

Does that mean I have mental issues?  Or is it a testament to carrying stress and the need to let go of it...

Always follow your {Mom} heart!

Parenting from Maui

We're home now... but I had to share this!

Pepe and his buddy were texting and being a great mom, I always check texts.  I see that he has a text that says... "I'm just checking out a chick with a great butt in daisy dukes." 

So.... what do I do?  I ask him about it... he's embarassed as I tell him its not an appropriate text.  Then, I add, "What are daisy dukes?"

He replies... "I don't know."

I say... "Don't let it happen again." as I walk off and chuckle that my son has no idea what "daisy dukes" are... hysterical (is that wrong that I'm happy he has no idea, yet amused.)

The next night I check his phone and his friend is apologizing and says, "It won't happen again... sorry." 

And then I'm a proud mama that my son passed along my concern... instead of just deleting his past messages.

So Lovely...

We are having a great time in Maui... just blogged about it at...

www.vossenkuhl.blogspot.com

It had been 2 years since I'd blogged on that blog... thinking about combining the two blogs... anyone know how to do that?