I sat down on the sofa tonight after the kids were in bed and the house was completely silent. Well, with the exception of the sound of Tim crunching on cheetos. Why is it that he can be upstairs in our bedroom with the door closed and I can be downstairs in the family room and I can STILL hearing him crunching on those damn cheetos?!
So yeah, the house was silent (sorta) and all sorts of thoughts were fleeting through my mind, such as:
1) I took the kids to Costco today. Yes, I have officially lost my mind...taking 4 kids to Costco on a busy Monday afternoon....right before Thanksgiving. Good times.
Actually, it wasn't really THAT bad. Except for when Landon started shrieking at the top of his lungs because I wouldn't let him out of the cart AGAIN. He would keep promising to stay next to me and then I'd turn around and he would be gone. See, there's the problem right there I suppose...I expected a 2-yr old to make a promise to me and actually keep it. I'm obviously the one with the problem here, not him.
I guess my veiled threat..."If you keep walking ahead of us, you're gonna get lost. And I'm not promising that I'll go looking for you"....wasn't actually as frightening as I thought.
As we waited in line, the kids were running circles around the cart. A woman and her mother were behind us and the woman said, "Oh, they are just precious. But you really have your hands full, don't you?" All I could do was smile and say, "You know, if I had a dollar for every time someone said that to me, I'd be able to hire a babysitter so I wouldn't have to drag them to Costco with me".
2) Why do my kids think they get a treat every time they do something that's expected of them? For instance, the other day Cole brought his plate to the sink after he was done eating. I said, "Thank you for remembering to bring me your plate". He said, "What do I get?" and I asked, "For what?" and he said, "For bringing my plate to you without you having to ask me".
Are you freakin serious, kid? I glared at him and said, "You get the satisfaction of knowing you made me happy...isn't that good enough?" He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Not really, that kind of sucks. I wanted a piece of candy or something".
3) My mom called out of the blue and offered to take Cole and Bella to the movies....in 2 weeks. I was like, "What's up with the 2 weeks thing? Why not this weekend?" and she said, "Uh, well, we have stuff to do this weekend".
Okay....this all sounds rather suspicious to me. To explain, my mom very rarely calls and when she does call, it's never really been to offer to take the kids anywhere. I told Tim about it and he instantly thought the same thing as me....oh, there are definitely strings attached to this offer. Is it worth me selling my soul to the devil just to have a 2-hr break from 2 of my kids?
4) What is it with men and tv? Last night, I asked Tim to grab a roll of paper towels out of the garage. As he walked to the door, he stopped in front of the tv and stood there like a freakin zombie...mouth open, eyes glazed over....you'd think there was a naked girl on the tv screen. I must have said to him at least 3 times, "Hey, were you gonna get me the paper towels....before I go into full-blown menopause??!!" He didn't hear a word I said.
How can he be THAT into a movie he hasn't even seen the beginning of? Doesn't he have to know the whole plot of the movie to enjoy the ending? Lastly, how come he's not that mesmerized when I'm telling how my day with the kids was? I kid, obviously.
5) We went to a friend's birthday party on Saturday, which was a lot of fun. Several times, both Garrett and Landon had tantrums where they would violently throw their bodies on the ground and shriek at the top of their lungs about how unfair life is.
A few people asked me, "What's wrong with them?" I answered, "Uh, they're 2 years old. That's what's wrong with them".
And that's pretty much where my fleeting thoughts ended....for today, anyway.
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