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Mommy Time

Posted: May 14, 2016 in family, funny, kids, parenting, toddlers, tweens
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The kids have been getting some use out of their pool the past few days, since the temps have shot up to around 100 degrees here. I have been letting them go out around 4:30 and they are usually out for about an hour. During this time, I do not go out with them, since daddy is out in the garage right next to them. After I get Little L ready and both out the door, I get to take a breath, take in the moment of silence then start on making dinner.

This evening, hubby comes to the door and tells me to bring the towels. When I get to the door, he has went back to the garage. I holler for Oldest to come get the towels. He says why don’t I come out and bring them. I tell him no that dinner is on the stove. He gives me this look like I can’t spend time with them. I spend all day with them and although I love them dearly, I need that hour of peace to do what I  need to do. Since L has given up nap time, there is no quiet time for mommy anymore.

I think he is the one that needs to spend more time with them. I am the one that takes them shopping with me and that is a stressfull adventure most times. I am the one in the house with them, helping with school work, doing house work, changing diapers and cleaning up messes.

He often says that I am crazy,. I am sure if he did this all day, everyday, he would be too.  🙂

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Oldest had her friend stay over Friday night. For breakfast Saturday, I made pancakes, 2 each. Now he can be a picky eater, but I know he will atleast eat 1 whole pancake, before saying he is full. So I get all the cakes of pan done, and holler for the kids. They come into the kitchen, and he is starving because he announces that he is going to have seconds. In my head, I am thinking sorry dude, didn’t make enough for seconds. I usually do and no one eats them. So they sit down to eat. I holler for hubby who is enthralled in a 007 movie at 9:30 in the morning. I tell him 3 times to come eat. (Funny how they always tune us out when watching t.v.) I finally make eye contact with him and he says, “Why didn’t you tell me?” Oh geeze give me a break. He then wants to eat in the living room, so he doesn’t miss any of the movie that has captivated him. I, being the good wifey that I am, brings him his plate and the sugar syrup bottle. He is spoiled I know. I go back to see if Little L is eating and she is, watching the boy the whole time. She loves when he comes over. I am trying to get my lonely pancake onto a plate when everyone needs something to drink. I go to open the fridge and had an idea. I shall promote Oldest to milk pouring duty. Momma is gonna eat a hot meal even if it is a measly pancake. I get my plate and am ready to sit at the table when suddenly everyone else is done. Oldest suprisingly couldn’t eat all of hers, but her little friend actually finished both of his.
They all scramble back to the cave, for some more xbox, before his dad comes to get him. I sit down thinking atleast I have my little baby to eat with. Nope, she sees them leave and off she goes, with the rest of her pancake in her little hand. “Oh well, atleast I have some peace and quiet while I eat.” I think to myself, since there was no one to say it to. I am about half way through,  when L comes back into the kitchen and points at her diaper. “Leave it on.” I tell her. Crap, I forgot to button the onsie when I changed her earlier.

She begins pulling at the tape and one side is loose within a second. Can’t I just eat one meal, without yelling, fussing, fuming, or threatening? No, not in this house. The other side is not coming loose, but this does not stop her. She pulls and tugs and finally wiggles free from its grasp. I slowly finish my breakfast. At this point it doesn’t really matter. She is happily running through the house with her bare booty a showing. Oldest comes through and I ask her to find the diaper. It was on the living room floor.  She picks it up and instead of trying to wrestle L back into it or even bring it to me, she takes it to the bedroom and throws it on the stack of diapers by the bed. Luckily, it was clean. After retrieving it, I cornered L in the cave and got it back on her then snapped her onsie. No more escaping today little one! 😉