Cathy, eating a bowl of ice cream topped with blue berries and peaches: *Ach chuu!*
Cathy:"Oops. hahahaha"
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
Tonight’s Stalls
Tonight we began enforcing school time bedtimes to get everyone acclimated to the changes coming next week. Tommy has a "get up" time rather than a bedtime; he’s really on his own. Sarah will probably sneak Breaking Dawn in bed. Noah pulled a complete evasion by shooting off to a friend’s house for a sleep over. Amy fought hers hard jumping from bed to bed, having tantrums, refusals, screaming, and tearing up her sisters room decor. Evan pulled the "I gotta poop" stall and enhanced it with the "I need a bandaid" the moment he hit the crib. He turned on alligator tears for added affect but only scored about a 60 second delay with that one as opposed to a 20 minute delay from potential poo.
From the mouths of babes
Evan, pound pound pound: "Mooom MIE! You don’t yeeET?"
Evan: "Moommie!"
Evan:"You done yet?"
Evan:"You done yet?&qout;
Evan:"Mommy. You done yet?"
I can only assume she was in the bathroom.
Evan:"Daddy. Amy hit my shirt!"
Dad:"She what?"
Evan:"Amy hit my shirt. Go like this!"
Call the writers, my script has blank pages!
Being "only human" is perhaps the hardest part of being human. We are prone to error. We are a reactive bunch despite intellectually knowing that we would be better served as a responsive organism. Stress and chaos induces triggers to ingrained habits at the most inopportune times. This is dadhood…3 steps forward, 4 steps back. The noise rose, multiple bodies tried to defy the laws of physics and occupy the same space at the same time, a pet yelped, and I brought shock and awe when I should have used please and thank you. Way to go daddy-o. Calgon take me away! (Someone should make a scotch and name it Calgon.)
That clean feeling..briefly
This morning I arose to a quiet household, took a meditative scalding hot bath, and was feeling exceeding clean right up until that moment I stepped out of the bathroom to discover…dog vomit.
How a 3 year old delays bed time
Wait until Dad diapers and completely dresses you then say, "Got go poop Daddy!"
From the mouths of babes
Dad: "Time to take a bath."
Evan, 3 years old: "Sorry Dad. I can’t take bath."
Dad:"We are going to take a bath and brush your teeth."
Evan:"Sorry Dad. Not right now. Going to get cereal."
Evan, with the world’s cutest wave, and cheery:"Bye."
From the mouths of babes
Evan, being carried by Sarah: "Fine Sarah. I going to crib. Fine."
Sarah: "Okay."
How to have a happy marriage
I left one out of my Top 10 Ways to have a happy marriage. Marry someone with your same sleep schedule!
Should have stayed up
I awoke at 2am with much energy. I should have stayed up.
Cat Kills Bat; I have evil thoughts for cat
The outside cat killed another bat! How am I supposed to create a colony of bats with a bat killer outside?
Big Brothers are the best!
Evan’s "birthday car" which Noah has claimed:
From the mouths of babes
Evan:"Nite nite Mom me"
Evan:"Mommy help me on shoes"
Milestone achieved
Despite the power blinking out and the Internet being down for the bulk of the day, I worked hard today, hit a programmer’s high, held the buzz, and came to a good place on my current project. Some of the stress has actually rolled off my shoulders and I feel good about the project. Now I can reabsorb the stress regarding the absurdities in my life right now. Tomorrow will be back to bureaucracy! I will have to spend a bunch of time on the phone and am thinking I may need to dust off the business cards of some old lawyer friends of mine. The next couple of weeks promise to age me by several years.
State of Me
On the brink of lunacy. The stress right now is beyond description. My golden plan for this year has fallen to pieces. We were supposed to take a right at the last fork in the river which would have led to calm waters. One of my boats has sunk and now we are in cascading rapids and fighting the current to keep from barreling over the waterfall’s edge. We devoured most of our remaining rations at the last camp and our dry bag with our wallets washed out of the boat on the last class 5 rapid which doesn’t matter because who knows when we will see another trading post! Is everyone wearing their life jackets?
