Friday, June 28, 2013

Sleepover Fallout

Last night my oldest son had a sleepover at a friends house.  They went to be fairly reasonable for sleepover time, 10pm, only my kid wakes up by 7am regardless of his bedtime, which means he is punchy and borderline crying most of the day today.  This isn't the only thing that contributes to "Sleepover Fallout" though.  His younger brother, my 5.5 year old, misses his big brother terribly when he spends the night at a friends house.  To the point of crying and sobbing, and then over compensating when big brother returns the next morning.  Trying to be all cool, so big brother won't ever again decide to stay the night away, only all he succeeds in doing is driving big brother nuts, and being mean to little brother.  The youngest is upset that he's being ignored today so that the middle one can try to recover lost time, and is upset that they are both pretty much being mean to him.

All of this adds up to "Sleepover Fallout."  And what that means is that while I LOVE a break from having 3, and I know he's off having fun and is safe and all of those wonderful happy things, I regret it all day the day next day.   

Is it possible to get a break from the mundane schedule without disrupting that same mundane schedule?

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Bored Kids are Bad Kids

Whew!  Today I had a ton of phone calls to make, just one of those days I suppose.  At one point I whispered to my youngest to go find his shoes so he could go play outside with his brothers.  He returns with 1 flip flop on, and on the wrong foot I will add, and black marker all over his face.  WTF?  Why?  This means instead of looking for his shoe, or looking in the way that small boys look, which means unless it smacks them in the face it does not exist, this means that he went to the junk drawer, found a marker and thought 'hey!  I'll draw on my face with this bad boy!'  I really wonder what on earth goes thru their minds!

At some point all 3 did get along well enough to build a "fort" out back, which is lawn chairs, a pitchback, and a blue tarp.  Of course, there just is NOT enough room to make a seat for the youngest, which results in screaming... his screaming, and then my screaming at them.  *sigh*

It's going to be a long summer.

Monday, June 24, 2013

First!

First!  Are your kids competitive?  Holy Jeezus that drives me insane!  "But IIIIII want to be first!"  Seriously, everything in life is NOT a race.  Pee at your own speed, wash your hands at your own speed, and for the love of God, if you really want to race, then see who can clean up first.

My youngest is constantly trying to keep pace with his big brothers.  I am not sure if this is a boy thing, or a kid thing, or a my house only thing, but the level of whining that comes along with somehow *NOT* ending up first is rather astounding.  This morning he is attempting to play a Wii game with them, that is way above his ability, and he's pissed.  Because it's early, the older 2 are being a bit patient, and trying to give him cues of what to do and when, only because he's pissed he doesn't want to do that either.  Whining is SO much easier and apparently SO much fun!

Today I am stuck with them 3 alone, the other half is off at a firefighting class from 8-5, then heads to his EMT class directly from there, 6-10.  And I have to be here at least from noon til 3... sometime after noon our insurance adjuster is going to show up (lovely hail damage to my van) which will run into nap time.

Fingers crossed today isn't the day that I end up in the news.