Hello all who are reading this,
This is more therapy than anything and Charene convinced me that my day was so nuts that I needed to write a note about it! So I title it "A snow day here in Colorado Springs"
I've got my coffee, bathrobe and three kids while the husband is out of town for week!
At 8:30 am Aubrey and Ella my 7 & 3 year old want to go outside and play so I suit them up. They last about an hour which is great since it's like 16 degrees. I have to keep an eye on them because of course they want to play out front in the middle of the culdesac where the snow plower has stacked up 6 feet of snow. My neighbors are leaving for work so I'm watching the kids from the window hollering through the window once in a while to watch out for cars when another neighbor leaves.
They come in and watch some TV until I say enough is enough and force them to use their imaginations and actually play for a while.......well a miracle happens and for about 3 hours they make a fort, play "store & kitchen" and there is total sibling bliss! Then the 16 month old wakes up at some point and the fighting begins...........I try to be patient but it's just nuts so I decide to suit everyone up at 4pm and walk the two blocks to the mailbox. The process of suiting up takes about 20 minutes but off we go..........about a half a block into it I'm freezing my butt off, wondering what I was thinking, and the kids are running amuck! I just want to get to the mail box and get home, but they want to dive in the snow, throw it on each other and climb the snow hills the plow has made.
So finally we make it, an entire two blocks. I open up the mail box and we have not only two days worth of mail but a package! ugh........oh did I mention that the wind is blowing like a mother........so I'm carrying a package & mail and trying to herd the "cats" and keep the baby from face planting into the snow. We get home and I take Ryan inside and he's bawling because he didn't want to come in. I call the other two but they won't come in. 10 minutes later, baby still crying, I call the other two again, it's getting dark and cold!! So I have to go out in the garage and holler at them a third time........Ella comes walking toward me bawling because it's freezing and she's tired and cold.........duh!! So I"m carrying her inside and as we open the door, the baby was standing right there so he gets a huge bump on the head from the door.....now I have two screaming kids! After all that drama, Aubrey comes in all crabby and cold.........ahh bliss! The news tells me that with the wind chill it feels like -22 below, crap no wonder everyone was crying!
Now for dinner......I make a great chicken stir fry and the kids promptly say "yuk, I"m not eating this"......OMG is this my life I say to myself!
So bed time is at 6:45 tonight cause' mom's done! I tell them to read a book in bed and don't come out. Ella comes out with her face all red, it looks like a bloody nose that has been smeared. I ask her what it is and she says "her pillow did it".......HELP HELP HELP this is not my life. Needless to say I discover she's been into my RED lipstick and put it on her eyelids, face bed etc. So after that cleanup I say "don't come out of bed again!!!!" I proceed to pour myself a drink, put on a dvd and relax (well fold laundry). Aubrey my oldest sleep walks sometimes, and tonight was one of those times. I get up to escort him back to bed and knock over my glass and it breaks everywhere..............."shit" I say. I walk Aubrey to bed, come and clean up the glass mess, sit down to relax and Charene calls and I tell her this entire story.............thus leading me to this rant on FB!!! Hope you all get a good laugh because this little drama is my life!!!!! HELP!
This is more therapy than anything and Charene convinced me that my day was so nuts that I needed to write a note about it! So I title it "A snow day here in Colorado Springs"
I've got my coffee, bathrobe and three kids while the husband is out of town for week!
At 8:30 am Aubrey and Ella my 7 & 3 year old want to go outside and play so I suit them up. They last about an hour which is great since it's like 16 degrees. I have to keep an eye on them because of course they want to play out front in the middle of the culdesac where the snow plower has stacked up 6 feet of snow. My neighbors are leaving for work so I'm watching the kids from the window hollering through the window once in a while to watch out for cars when another neighbor leaves.
They come in and watch some TV until I say enough is enough and force them to use their imaginations and actually play for a while.......well a miracle happens and for about 3 hours they make a fort, play "store & kitchen" and there is total sibling bliss! Then the 16 month old wakes up at some point and the fighting begins...........I try to be patient but it's just nuts so I decide to suit everyone up at 4pm and walk the two blocks to the mailbox. The process of suiting up takes about 20 minutes but off we go..........about a half a block into it I'm freezing my butt off, wondering what I was thinking, and the kids are running amuck! I just want to get to the mail box and get home, but they want to dive in the snow, throw it on each other and climb the snow hills the plow has made.
So finally we make it, an entire two blocks. I open up the mail box and we have not only two days worth of mail but a package! ugh........oh did I mention that the wind is blowing like a mother........so I'm carrying a package & mail and trying to herd the "cats" and keep the baby from face planting into the snow. We get home and I take Ryan inside and he's bawling because he didn't want to come in. I call the other two but they won't come in. 10 minutes later, baby still crying, I call the other two again, it's getting dark and cold!! So I have to go out in the garage and holler at them a third time........Ella comes walking toward me bawling because it's freezing and she's tired and cold.........duh!! So I"m carrying her inside and as we open the door, the baby was standing right there so he gets a huge bump on the head from the door.....now I have two screaming kids! After all that drama, Aubrey comes in all crabby and cold.........ahh bliss! The news tells me that with the wind chill it feels like -22 below, crap no wonder everyone was crying!
Now for dinner......I make a great chicken stir fry and the kids promptly say "yuk, I"m not eating this"......OMG is this my life I say to myself!
So bed time is at 6:45 tonight cause' mom's done! I tell them to read a book in bed and don't come out. Ella comes out with her face all red, it looks like a bloody nose that has been smeared. I ask her what it is and she says "her pillow did it".......HELP HELP HELP this is not my life. Needless to say I discover she's been into my RED lipstick and put it on her eyelids, face bed etc. So after that cleanup I say "don't come out of bed again!!!!" I proceed to pour myself a drink, put on a dvd and relax (well fold laundry). Aubrey my oldest sleep walks sometimes, and tonight was one of those times. I get up to escort him back to bed and knock over my glass and it breaks everywhere..............."
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