Thursday, November 29, 2012
And the Winner is...
Round number one of today goes to Colby! He is down right kicking my butt today. I cannot keep up with this little tasmania! He is bored. And that is a really bad thing. He has been doted on all his life by his brothers. So with them at school, and Cael busy watching a movie, that he has tried to watch several times but only last about 2 min ea time, he is desperately trying to find something to do. While folding clothes he came in and yanked all the towels to the floor and ran. This kid doesn't care about being spanked, yelled at, put in time out, or any other form of punishment. He just fake cries and looks at you with a mad face, and then goes at it again. Next, he came into the kitchen where I was mopping and flopped on the floor right in front of me and started fake crying. When that and several others attempts to entertain himself did not work, he turned his attention to Cael. I think that Aunt Randi taught the boys about his next trick. He came and jumped on Cael's shoulders (who was sitting on my bed watching a movie) and grabbed his ears and fell back onto his back and yelled motorcycle and started making reving sounds. Cael, at the mercy of a ear steering motorcycle maniac, started screaming. I couldn't help but laugh, which actually made Cael laugh (I don't know how, it looked pretty painful) which in turn made Colby laugh. Colby is yanking his ears everywhere, and we are all laughing. Mother of the year I tell you! Next, my little crazy decides to watch with Cael. I go and do some laundry and clean his room, to come back into my room to see him eating chocolate frosting with his hands out of the tub from the fridge. Luckily it was on Chet's side (hehehe), so mine doesn't look like someone pooped everywhere. I was so mad that I was not being gentle wiping him down. I told him that I was so mad at him, and without him even taking his eyes off the TV the entire time says, "uh... WHY?" all whiny. That only took about 30 min of scrub time to get the comforter somewhat clean. And now.... he has been in the kitchen while I have been writing this. I better run and see what my next task is... until then, I start round 2!!!
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How is it that some kids never do a dang thing? I have a friend that is actually able to leave markers out for her kids to color with. Markers! She looked so stunned that I throw markers away in my house because I've had to clean enough walls to last a lifetime. My kids seem like Satan himself next to her kids.
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