*Pictures at the end
I have a love/hate relationship with the morning. I really despise waking up but I even more despise waking up early-especially when I'm pregnant. This whole pregnancy has been so exhausting so when the girls wake up at the b*** crack of dawn, all I can do is lay in bed while they watch Sprout so I can rest for a while longer. Oh well.
Yesterday was bad. All the kids knew exactly what they needed to do to get on my bad side. Siobhan didn't want her cheerios, she wanted marshmallow mateys. It wasn't going to happen. All she eats it the marshmallows and nothing else (so I finished them off last night to take away her temptation). Both girls were fighting with each other, they were tearing the house apart and complaining about everything I asked them to do. Not a great way to start off the week. We had lunch which was another fight-I served PB&J rather than cheese and crackers How dare I?
While Siobhan was at school, the other two and I went to Costco for some stocking up. Everything was fine until the first sample table with the infamous spork/soup incident. If you're friends with me on facebook, you know all about it. If not, don't worry, it just makes me sound stupid.
After picking up Siobhan from school, we came home for some good old fashioned room cleaning while I cleaned the kitchen and got started on dinner. There's some time when I wonder how many time and in how many different ways I need to ask in order to get those two to do something. If you have the answer, let me know. It was insane and more than frustrating. They almost had to eat peanut butter and honey on their beds and then go right to sleep. Believe me, that would have been the worst torture ever. Is it bad to say that I would have kind of enjoyed it? They finally got it all done so they were welcome at the dinner table.
Everyone went to bed early last night. By 8pm, all of dinner was cleaned up, kitchen clean up, dishes done and not a sign of human presence in sight. I could get used to that. I didn't know what to do with myself. So I enjoyed a book. I'm on the
Secret Life of Bees now. I also took some quick glances through some sewing books that I got from the library. I did notice something about a few of those books. Some of the authors really play it fast and loose with the term crafty genius. Not that they actually call themselves that, but you can tell that the publishers are trying to market them as such. It's just that, I could easily come up with most of those ideas and I'm nowhere near being a crafty genius. Just sayin'.
Today is been better aside from the Little Man fussing about getting out of his high chair. I'll get to that in a second. Siobhan requested a breakfast burrito this morning. I thought it was weird because we've never had those before, but I obliged. Audrey was a little easier. Honey Nut Cheerios with Carnation Instant Breakfast (we're trying to put weight on her). Audrey ate everything, Siobhan, not so much. But, at least we didn't get in a fight.
I'm determined that today is going to be better than yesterday. Let's call today my new Monday. Wipe the real Monday off the slate.
Now, here's a few pics to look at if you read all of this....
I started the shower the other day and walked out of the bathroom for a second. That was time enough for Mr. Will to decide he needed a shower as well.
The girls and I made fruit kabobs on Labor Day. They had a blast and got all sticky!