One of those, "I'm sorry. Mommy is having a grumpy day", followed by screeching and threats. Kids smell blood in the water, I'm telling you. On days when I wake up all Pollyanna and a little bluebird follows me around singing, they take it easy. But let me wake up on the wrong side and they are on it.
I know what you're saying,
It seems to me, as the largest grouchy party, that they do especially bad things before I am "frustrated". Like today. As I am getting out of the shower, where I prayed violently for more grace, I happen across Brynn cheerfully pouring 16 ounces of bottled water on the hardwood floor. Later, the partners in crime stripped down and then emptied a dresser, so they could "get dressed". R2 drifts from room to room, surveying the damages and trying to steer clear of the stick horse which has been doubling as a light saber.
Part of the problem is that I don't eat breakfast. There is a very good reason that I don't eat breakfast. It's because I hate morning, and I want to die.
(Dear Mama, that sentence was for humor purposes only, I am actually quite happy, albeit irritated with mankind)
Anyways, I have been quite cheered up by the writing of this post. Also, Toby and Brynn went outside to torture bugs or something, so R2 and I can sneak a few brownies out of the broken microwave where I hid them.
Sorry you're having a grouchy day.... but this post is hilarious. :)
ReplyDeleteand this is why your kids will never be "dorks" even as they know the truth of holiness, compassion, and grace...
ReplyDeleteenjoy your brownie & may the chocolate even out your frustrations!
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I feel your frustration. This week my daughter has had more mood swings than me.... And I'm 39 weeks pregnant! Oh, and did I mention there has been no naps in my house for 3 days? I am one cranky momma!
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hahaha
ReplyDelete-hannah
lol... i love catching up on your blogs!
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