Today was a rough day. A. Rough. Day.
Remember that easy-going laid back mom that I was "so good" at portraying lately? Yeah, well, she left today. She packed up her things and hit the road. She was all, "I'm outta here! You're on your own!" And I was all, "Oh come on! Just give them a chance. They are just little kids!" And she was all, "Nope. They are hellions. Destructors. Loonies. I'm outtie!"
The little monsters pushed me over the edge all day. Pretty much nonstop. So much so that I actually started thinking that drinking in the middle of the day might be a good idea. It was either that or me running out of the house waving my hands madly in the air screaming all kinds of obscenities. Neither seemed like a very good idea. Luckily, I was able to maintain some sort of semi-clear head until their nap time.
That's when I started drinking. No. Just kidding. That is when I finished up the rest of my 18 loads of laundry, put the rest of the groceries away, and cleaned up the dishes from lunch. Miraculously the hubby came home early and was smart enough to notice the pursed lips and wide-eyed evil stare. After a few pretty snippy comments from me he said, "Why don't you just go for your run now and get some of that sass out of ya?" So I did. And luckily for my family, it worked.
Of course coming home and seeing Joey and Tommy picking all my flowers and leaves off of my plants didn't really keep me in the greatest mood, but I was certainly able to maintain calm. And I wasn't exactly thrilled that they didn't listen the first 10 times I told them to stop throwing each other off the couch while I was making dinner, but at least I didn't go red-faced loony of them.
But they did eat dinner fairly calmly. The hubby had promised them that if they behaved and ate nicely we would take them to fly their new Spiderman kites down at the lake. So, they managed to eat well, and behave well.
After dinner it was a mad dash to clean up the dishes, change a diaper, get shoes on, and get faces and hands washed while the hubby put the kites together. We only had about an hour before we had to get them back home and ready for bed so we wanted to get moving. The boys were in the car, the kites were assembled, and we were on our way for our first kite flying adventure.
We got to the lake and ran over to the open field. No breeze. Hmm. That makes kite flying a bit more challenging. Still, can't disappoint the little fellas seeing as how they were being so good for the first time that day. Todd and I ran our butts off getting those kites in the air. When we finally did Todd's kite fell apart and my string broke. I guess that is what happens when you buy a $2.00 kite. We worked as quickly and diligently as possible to put them back together. After finally getting them fixed and back up in the air we handed the strings over to the boys.
Tommy held onto his for about a minute and then said, "Can we go to the park instead, 'cause this is boring."
So we hauled in the kites, packed them back into the car, and went to the park to finish up our perfectly loony day.
Yes, it was a crazy day and a crazy month. I'll be glad to start a new day and a new month tomorrow.