Summer is not even here yet and I'm already fed up. At any and every given time in our house you'll be sure to hear bickering, fighting, yelling, screaming or crying.
Did you get the fact I said, "AT ANY GIVEN TIME"? That means that every second they are awake, one of those emotions listed above is being displayed.
And I'm here to witness them all.
Aren't I a lucky duck?
I don't want to pick on any of my children in particular and single them out ... but there are a certain two that play out most of the drama around here. <cough>Emily & Molly</cough>.
Let's take for example just the other day. They were bickering back and forth about something and one of them got mad and started screaming. That caused the other to hit her. I'd had enough of the fighting, so I started yelling and sent them to a time out ... which they both sat there crying in unison while I went to fetch myself a beer.
See?
That brings me to a recent car ride. Before the vechicle was even put into reverse I looked at both of my youngest children and threatened them with their life explained that I was in no mood for arguing or tattling. The two of their heads nodded, leading me to believe that they understood.
Obviously not.
We weren't even out of the neighborbood before it all began. I stopped the car and told them THAT WAS IT. I didn't even want them to speak. To not say even ONE WORD to each other until we arrived at our destination ... which was only 10 minutes away. Surely, they could pull this off.
And all was silent. It was heaven. And then ...
Molly: MOM! Emily just called me a loser!
Me: Stop. She DID NOT. I am right here and didn't hear her say anything!!
Molly: Yes, she did. She called me it in sign language.
I don't think my happy pills will be enough this summer. Just sayin'.
