Friday, April 17, 2009
When will it be over?
A week of Spring break has passed. I think I am done. I have had it with the children. There has been so much drama in this house you would think we were on a set of Days of Our Lives. Having a tweenage girl is really getting old. Of course, there are days when she is wonderful and helpful and fun! But when you put her little brother into the mix, it is just the worst of all possible scenarios. I remember when they would play so well together, making forts and playing house and school. Now it is just fight, fight, fight. I wish I knew there were an end in sight, but it doesn't seem like that will ever happen. She also is constantly complaining about not having anyone to play with. Who can we invite over? When can we invite them? Ummm, how about you be grateful I don't lock you in your room all by yourself for the entire week and go play outside with the neighborhood kids? But the neighborhood kids are brats and way too sophisticated for their own good. And not sophisticated in a good way, either. They know too much and I don't like it. Why can't my kids just play nice?
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The fighting will never end. Let's just me and you go to the Bahamas for the summer and let the Dads deal with it. I am soooo ready for Monday. My girls are constant drama. Andrew has not caused me one problem this week. My mom took pity on me today and she took the girls shopping for the day!
I had such high hopes for Spring Break...trips to the zoo, picnics at the playground, possibly a trip to Houston. It all came to naught. I forgot that Foster had soccer camp this week so we had to stay in Lafayette, and now I realize that Spring break ends on Monday and my kids have spent the majority of their time arguing about what to do. "There's nothing to do, I'm bored, I don't want to clean my room, Foster touched me", and on, and on, and on... I totally get your qualms with the neighborhood kids. They "know" way too much, and are quite spoiled. What to do?
I am deeply concerned about Summer.
What a bummer! There is nothing that puts me in a bad mood faster than the kids fighting.
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