You know those days that start well and go down hill?
Well yesterday turned out to be one of those. I had zero patience left by the end of the day. Infact, I had zero patience left by mid afternoon.
It was so rediculous I thought I would share my pain with you, my dear readers. Because there is no use having a painful day with children if you dont then have a good laugh about it with friends. Also in the aim of keeping it real. Because if I saw one more calm peaceful family, doing wholesome artistic things, in beautiful gentle light, brewing bloody Kombacha and eating resteraunt style, wholesome snacks on my instagram feed I was going to throw my computer at the wall. Ha!
Yesterday, was apparently all about the fighting. Oh my goodness the fighting. It started off peacefully, and I should have packed them up and taken to them to the beach first thing like I intended. But I didn't. I faffed about and did less important things. You would think now I would know to wear them out by lunch time, wouldn't you?
I put on relaxing essential oils, soothing music, turned off all screens, read out oud to them.....No avail. There was no rescuing the day.
Here are just a couple of the more memorable things I had to say yesterday to prevent the boys from actually killing eachother....
"Henry, we do not hit our brother on the head with a shovel!" (A big metal one too.....I took it away, and talked to him about the danger, and I would like to say that was the end of that but he found a nother shovel and re-peated it...more then once! I had visions of my dear sweet boy turning growing into a mass murder...Who does that?!)
"Henry! We do not throw metal cars at people heads!"
"Guys we do not break eachothers creations for fun, it's not OK!" (ensue copious screaming and tears of victim of the creation breaking, mumbled apologies and a truce that lasted not even 5 minutes till round 1372....)
"No, you may not play with your pocket knife today" (Because really, I was not interested in adding a stabbing to the days list of injuries from ferral behaviour.)
"Yes you may play with the hose and fill up the paddle pool."
Not even 5 minutes later....
"Do Not squirt eachother in the face!!! IF SOMEONE IS SCREAMING AND CRYING IT MEANS THEY ARE NOT HAVING FUN!!!"
This wasn't even the tip of the iceberg of the crappy stuff they did yesterday and by this point I was REALLY losing my cool.
And then, the topper was William. Who really did not deserve the outburst, but he hit a well frayed nerve.
I opened the computer to look up a number I needed to book a Dr appointment. My blog page flashed up and William pondered....
Will - "Mum, you really shouldn't have a picture of your doll on your blog page."
I take the bait....
Me - "why not?"
Will - "Because you don't even sew any more."
Me - ..........................*tries to breathe deeply, fails completly and looses cool*
"THE ONLY REASON I DONT SEW MUCH THESE DAYS IS BECAUSE ALL OF MY SPARE TIME IS SPENT RAISING SMALL, UNGREATFUL CHILDREN, WHO MAKE CONTINUOUS MESS, DON'T LISTEN AND SPEND HALF THEIR TIME TRYING TO KILL EACHOTHER!!!"
By this point I had gone Nuclear.....I had a good old foot stomp, rant and rave. Im pretty sure the old deaf neighbour could hear me from INSIDE his house. Ha!
The boys literally ate a big bowl of homemade avocado dip and rice crackers for dinner. I was done. But avocado is a super food, so that makes it alright, yes?!
I would like to say bedtime brought relief but no.......Henry faffed about until 11pm, there goes HIS midday nap. Little bugger.
Goodness, yesterday was a train wreck of a day. But today? Today is a new day. The rain is falling on the old tin roof, the house is open and the boys are in beautiful, calm, gentle moods. For now.... ;)
Thankyou God!
Much love,
Emma
xx
Well yesterday turned out to be one of those. I had zero patience left by the end of the day. Infact, I had zero patience left by mid afternoon.
It was so rediculous I thought I would share my pain with you, my dear readers. Because there is no use having a painful day with children if you dont then have a good laugh about it with friends. Also in the aim of keeping it real. Because if I saw one more calm peaceful family, doing wholesome artistic things, in beautiful gentle light, brewing bloody Kombacha and eating resteraunt style, wholesome snacks on my instagram feed I was going to throw my computer at the wall. Ha!
Yesterday, was apparently all about the fighting. Oh my goodness the fighting. It started off peacefully, and I should have packed them up and taken to them to the beach first thing like I intended. But I didn't. I faffed about and did less important things. You would think now I would know to wear them out by lunch time, wouldn't you?
Don't be fooled by the calm scene....They were simply plotting their next move...
Here are just a couple of the more memorable things I had to say yesterday to prevent the boys from actually killing eachother....
"Henry, we do not hit our brother on the head with a shovel!" (A big metal one too.....I took it away, and talked to him about the danger, and I would like to say that was the end of that but he found a nother shovel and re-peated it...more then once! I had visions of my dear sweet boy turning growing into a mass murder...Who does that?!)
"Henry! We do not throw metal cars at people heads!"
"Guys we do not break eachothers creations for fun, it's not OK!" (ensue copious screaming and tears of victim of the creation breaking, mumbled apologies and a truce that lasted not even 5 minutes till round 1372....)
"No, you may not play with your pocket knife today" (Because really, I was not interested in adding a stabbing to the days list of injuries from ferral behaviour.)
"Yes you may play with the hose and fill up the paddle pool."
Not even 5 minutes later....
"Do Not squirt eachother in the face!!! IF SOMEONE IS SCREAMING AND CRYING IT MEANS THEY ARE NOT HAVING FUN!!!"
This wasn't even the tip of the iceberg of the crappy stuff they did yesterday and by this point I was REALLY losing my cool.
And then, the topper was William. Who really did not deserve the outburst, but he hit a well frayed nerve.
I opened the computer to look up a number I needed to book a Dr appointment. My blog page flashed up and William pondered....
Will - "Mum, you really shouldn't have a picture of your doll on your blog page."
I take the bait....
Me - "why not?"
Will - "Because you don't even sew any more."
Me - ..........................*tries to breathe deeply, fails completly and looses cool*
"THE ONLY REASON I DONT SEW MUCH THESE DAYS IS BECAUSE ALL OF MY SPARE TIME IS SPENT RAISING SMALL, UNGREATFUL CHILDREN, WHO MAKE CONTINUOUS MESS, DON'T LISTEN AND SPEND HALF THEIR TIME TRYING TO KILL EACHOTHER!!!"
By this point I had gone Nuclear.....I had a good old foot stomp, rant and rave. Im pretty sure the old deaf neighbour could hear me from INSIDE his house. Ha!
The boys literally ate a big bowl of homemade avocado dip and rice crackers for dinner. I was done. But avocado is a super food, so that makes it alright, yes?!
I would like to say bedtime brought relief but no.......Henry faffed about until 11pm, there goes HIS midday nap. Little bugger.
Goodness, yesterday was a train wreck of a day. But today? Today is a new day. The rain is falling on the old tin roof, the house is open and the boys are in beautiful, calm, gentle moods. For now.... ;)
Thankyou God!
Much love,
Emma
xx
