It's moments like these (washing the laundry room floor at 11 pm on a Saturday night) that make me realize I miss my husband. Life is boring with out him. And unfortunately I've lost him to Vegas! I'd like to believe he's hauled up in some motel right now, cold, lonely and alone, missing us...but I'm thinking that's highly unlikely! He's probably at a club jersey turn piping it (I joke...well at least I hope so:-)! Every time he goes away a little piece of my heart hurts. I like having him home. And normally when he has to travel for work he's usually gone for a night-I can handle that. In fact I can handle 3 days but anything after that I start to miss him like crazy!
The kids.
I probably have to take a deep sigh on this topic. My kids behavior is well...kids behavior. Nate is 2. Lincoln is almost 4. Crazy times in this household I tell ya! A few weeks back Nate went through a whining/crying stage which started from the moment he woke up to the moment he went to bed. It was exhausting. Walking into his room in the mornings was hard. He was never in a good mood and it's just not the way I like to start my mornings. I don't know what was up with him. He's normally such a happy sweet kid! But literally...he became miserable. He'd sit at the kitchen table and cry and it would be over something silly like wanting milk. Nates a great talker...he's always been a good communicator and then he just started crying and I'd run around asking things like, "do you want the green spoon, do you want water, do you want a different bowl, do you want Cheerios, do you want milk, Oh you do want milk well then why didn't you say so." And then he'd wine about the cup it was in and then spill the milk all over the floor...and well you get the picture. He's finally back to himself and finding ways to be mischievous but he's got this smile and that look and it's kinda hard to get mad at him:-) Now when he wakes up I hear the same thing every morning, "Mom! Mom! Mommmmyyyyy! Mom! Mom! Mooommmmyyyy!" And he's happy therefore I'm happy:-)
And then there's Lincoln oh my sweet Lincoln. He's found a way to test his boundaries. I'm hoping this is "an almost 4" stage where he's talking back, not listening, smiling when I tell him not to do something and being completely resistant. I don't know what's gotten into him but he's not himself. Normally if he gets sent to his room for a time out he goes and then when he settles down he asks to come out-this has worked great for us!!!! Now it's a struggle to get him up there! I've also been dealing with the issue of sharing and taking turns. Strong Start is a great place and I've been loving it! I haven't been loving the crying scenes during gym time. Every time Lincoln cries over the plasma car. He thinks he should get it and once he gets it he doesn't think he should give it up. They have a 2 minute time limit rule (that isn't entirely enforced) but I'd like for him to learn about time limits and sharing. This has been a struggle. And normally I take him into the hallway and make threats like, "if you don't share we are going to have to go home, or if you don't share we can't come to strong start" so on Thursday I finally followed through with my threats. We walked out of the gym. He was resistant! And so was Nate. I packed up my 2 crying kids and we went home. I didn't want to leave but I knew I had to do something about it. I decided we'd go back the next day and Lincoln and I talked about how he was going to wait his turn and share and not cry during gym time (he'd also been saying that the whole week prior to this incident). It was redemption time and we were going back. I was bound and determined to teach my child patience and waiting his turn. And waiting his turn he did...with a bit of whiny-ness but there were no tears shed and no one was dragged out of the gym crying! And once he was on the plasma car he dominated that thing but we'll still continue to work on sharing! No one ever said parenting was easy:-)
crazy they are mostly good. But let's face it...it's more fun to write about the craziness! Well at least I think so! Crazy days make me thankful for the calmer days. Crazy days also usually give me time to reflect on life and what's important!
It's now 12:15 am and I can happily say I get to see my husband today:-) And I know 2 little boys and a sweet little girl who are missing their daddy like crazy. In fact a sweet little boy told me today Daddy was his bestfriend...this was after I told him he needed to spend some time in his room:-) Oh Lincoln, you know how to tug on my heart strings:-)
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