Today both kids got time outs in about a 10 minute span. Yesterday, I was ready to sell them on ebay. The fighting is making me mental.
We got haircuts - I love it when my girlfriend cuts our hair - she always makes my hair look so nice. Then I hate washing it after cause I can never get it to look the same and it always turns out looking like crap. So, today my hair is back to looking like crap.
Our van is getting fixed today (finally) …. when dh dropped it off, the girl working there said something about them needing it for TWO days vs ONE day. Then the mechanic dood came out and said, “Nah, we’ll have it done today - don’t worry.” Yeah, whatever - if you don’t have my van back to me tomorrow, you better give me a back up vehicle …… (cause God forbid we go without 2 vehicles for more than one day around here ….!!!)
It’s a rainy, crappy day out there today. The only bright light to this day is that I’m going out for East Indian cuisine for supper tonight with some gf’s and leaving the squabbling kids at home with their dad for the evening (oh joys! :) ) .
We’re having a wrap up meeting on Sunday for our JDRF walk (yeah, the one that took place two months ago). Again, only two families can show - but I’ve managed to recruit one new family, so that’ll be good. It’ll be nice to take a few months break from this all before starting talk of next years walk ….
I finally bought a salter scale and I finally started using it yesterday. LOVE IT! Just when I *thought* I knew how many carbs I was feeding my kid …….. heh. Only problem I have with it is that you can’t program MORE food into it - my kid eats a lot of gluten free food, so I’m still having to resort to weighing the old fashioned way with that stuff.
My kids are on a pet rally lately. They’re bugging their dad for a kitten and have been colouring posters and papers asking him for a cat. I’m not sure how much longer he’s going to hold out - he’s the only stickler in the family who is protesting the addition of a pet. Albeit it IS nice to go out of town and not have to worry about who is going to look after “Pickles” (yes, they’ve even named this future cat). But it’s pretty bad when they go to visit and play with friends and they spend half the time playing with their friends pets vs their friends ….
My kids are obsessed with farts, butts, crotches, toots, boobies and any other words that are “kid-offensive”. I say kid-offensive because in adult terms you’d use swear words in place of boobies and butts. I know it’s a stage they’re going through but it’s driving.me.nuts. The giggling when someone says “Look at my butt!” or “Ohhh, I fell and hurt my crotch!”. Dear lord we do NOT talk like that around this house so I don’t know why they do it! Then they giggle and giggle. And the farts …. OHhhhh, the gas that is passed around here is bordering abnormal me thinks *I hope it’s not my cooking*. I think they try to force it out for the laughs (not from dh or myself) - but I’m just waiting for the day that someone pushes the limits and actually craps themself playing this little game. My oldest crossed the line one day when her Dad was laying on the couch and she walked up to him, bent over and said, “This ones for you Dad!” and cut one right in his face. I couldn’t help but laugh (cause it was really funny) but honestly, it’s not like she is seeing ME do stuff like that, so I don’t know why they think it’s ok to do that! (But it IS one way to get Dad off the couch ….)
Anyhow, I’m trying to deal with the potty mouth and the use of discretion when passing wind around here. It’s hard though - everyone loves a good fart joke (and if you don’t, I guess that means you’re anal retentive ??? ha ha!) but really, teaching kids manners really sucks.
Teaching them discretion/class is also another big one. My oldest was wearing a dress yesterday. We had to go to walmart yesterday to pick a couple of things up and while wandering the toy isles, I look over and notice she’s lifted her dress up to adjust her ever-crawling underwear. *sigh*
It’s a work in progress.
On that note, I guess I’d better go and make some lunch for my gas producing family.
Have a good one.