My sons are probably the most hilarious people on this earth. I love that about them but not so much at 10:30 p.m. or 4:00 a.m. Shemar has the cutest little song and dance he got off of Cartoon Network, "Are you Seeing This!" It is adorable and he always does it for me in his drawers while jumping in and out of my bedroom door. Well last night he fell asleep and forgot his nite time ritual. Or so I thought. Out of the blue he comes into my room at 10:30ish with "Are you seeing this!" Actually I had taken my tiny little pill and I didn't know what the heck he was talking about. But I leaned against the wall while he jumped around making me terribly dizzy....
He finished and I got a phone call that woke me up sufficiently enough to see the mess that was in my upstairs bathroom. so I was cleaning up and talking. I also discovered Twitter. I may be in love with myself. No one can see it but me... Anyway, that's another post. I fell asleep around 12ish. I guess the time is getting to me.
AT 4:00 a.m. Shemar has a bad dream, makes a noise, (that I honestly try to ignore), and then realizes that his younger brother has wet the bed. Now I got a 5'4" toy soldier in my bed. Well let's not forget he just had a bad dream. As he is drifting off to sleep he jumps up all of a sudden swishing my pillow around, yelling frantically. I had to put on some low sounds and pray he let me get some more sleep. He fell out I didn't. I gave him that pillow and started moving around. Then Sherod figures out he has wet the bed and comes into the bathroom as I'm brushing butt-naked. I just get it from all sides. Then he gets a towel to put on the bed cause he is going to lay back down.
I tell him to go sleep with his brother until it's time to wake up!!!! This is why I can't lock my door at night. Why I lose sleep when they lose sleep. I would really love to lock that door but then they would need me and I might not wake up. What's a momma to do????
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Saturday, February 28, 2009
My teenage daughter chronicles...
My teenage daughter always waits until the end of my workday when I am preparing to maneuver traffic and get home to run someone somewhere to ambush me with some trivial request. ( I know she thinks it is life or death!).
This Friday she decides to ask me if she can go with a friend to a High School basketball game at 7:30. I'm trying to get home and I am running through all the reasons why it just isn't practical with all the things I have to do to get her there and the boys having to get to karate. So I just tell her I will talk to her later. Well I get home and she is loading the dishwasher. As usual the boys aren't ready for Karate practice but Shemar is ironing so were not too far off. I walk into the kitchen and say something to her about the timing of her asking me to go. I never really said no, but that's what I meant.
We drop the boys off for practice and she asks why am I parking. I'm waiting outside this time and not going in. She says why can't I take her to meet with her friend. I tell her I never said yes and that she can't go. A few seconds of silence pass then all of a sudden she is banging on the windows, kicking the seats, eventually even stomping on the ceiling. She asks why I won't do something she wants even though I don't want to. She is going to track and she doesn't want to. That's not for me!!! I don't engage her and let her have this tantrum. It takes 42 minutes to pass. Then she asks me for 50 cent for the vending machine, like nothing ever happened.
WTF!!!! But I didn't kill her. I didn't give her any money either. I just can't imagine her asking for more privileges. How could she think that throwing a tantrum like a 3 -yr old would get them for her. Then she asked to go to the movies today. Either she is very confused or maybe I am. But you don't get rewarded for that type of behavior at any age.
This Friday she decides to ask me if she can go with a friend to a High School basketball game at 7:30. I'm trying to get home and I am running through all the reasons why it just isn't practical with all the things I have to do to get her there and the boys having to get to karate. So I just tell her I will talk to her later. Well I get home and she is loading the dishwasher. As usual the boys aren't ready for Karate practice but Shemar is ironing so were not too far off. I walk into the kitchen and say something to her about the timing of her asking me to go. I never really said no, but that's what I meant.
We drop the boys off for practice and she asks why am I parking. I'm waiting outside this time and not going in. She says why can't I take her to meet with her friend. I tell her I never said yes and that she can't go. A few seconds of silence pass then all of a sudden she is banging on the windows, kicking the seats, eventually even stomping on the ceiling. She asks why I won't do something she wants even though I don't want to. She is going to track and she doesn't want to. That's not for me!!! I don't engage her and let her have this tantrum. It takes 42 minutes to pass. Then she asks me for 50 cent for the vending machine, like nothing ever happened.
WTF!!!! But I didn't kill her. I didn't give her any money either. I just can't imagine her asking for more privileges. How could she think that throwing a tantrum like a 3 -yr old would get them for her. Then she asked to go to the movies today. Either she is very confused or maybe I am. But you don't get rewarded for that type of behavior at any age.
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