Today is just as crazy as anything could be. I'm a stay at home mom and I actually like being at home. Well, with my new goal of being organized and cleaning all the time it makes it quite difficult to do if I'm out of the house. So ... this morning we head out the door for appointments and that's tough enough with a little man that has now officially launched his fight against the car seat. We've bucked at the system before but now it's a full blown war against the seat. The wings come out and ya just feel so bad pushing that little head back into the seat. I push the forehead because ... Well it's a great bone to push and gets their attention and really works. Try it. A grown man has a hard time doing a sit up if you're pushing against the forehead. okay so back at the seat. It's a tough job putting the Beckett in the seat by it's self but then those eyes of "how could you do this to me" are the killer. Then comes the disgruntled tenant look and finally we have truly pissed off before we give in and find that special binkie or toy to chew on. All the while I've got the 6 year old running around asking to have gum before 8:30 Am, sending him back upstairs 5 times to change his clothes so he doesn't look homeless or frankly - stupid. We make it to the car and start on our way with at least 4 questions about the latest game and when he can have candy and 3 times I've asked him, "Do you not hear your brother crying? Could you give him a binkie or a toy? Or talk to him?" "What mom?" "Give your brother something." "Uhhh here Beckett. Take this. Take it. TAKE THE TOY!!!" "BRENNER! Don't yell at your brother!"
MEMO TO ME: don't yell at kid to stop yelling at other kid. stop.
The day just gets better from there. Two other stops and I'm home and he's planing on the pool this afternoon. P.S. It's only 10:45 AM! folks. I cancel out of sheer desperation. I've got dinner to do and laundry and floors and a baby that's refusing to eat and a pack meeting tonight. My favorite part of the day is when I'm working on my daily magic trick known as "find cans in the pantry that'll pass as food/a meal" he comes downstairs. The boy's freshly showered and dressed in his best church clothes and slicked back hair. I mean Dapper Dan's got nothin' on him. I choke back my laughter. Thinking that I know bean dip dinner doesn't have this kind of dress code. What's up Brenner?
"Uh mom it's Thursday. Board day. I've really got to study before I go in. Do you know where my beret's at?"
"Of course it's Thursday. And no. You don't need your beret in the actual room."
So the lesson to be learned here is not that life is crazy but to never ever in your wildest and most crazy days forget that Thursday is Board day and you'd better be ready.
Thank you Brenner.
P.S. Beckett didn't think it was at all important to pay attention to the commotion at all. He tries not to be bothered by the whole thing. I think this look covers all of it. And the cold shoulder too.
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