I love my kids I seriously do, but they have been out of school a little over a month and I can honestly say that I am pretty much ready for them to go back.
I could do without the fighting. And when I say fighting I mean FIGHTING! They fight over everything, the Xbox 360 , the Wii, the pets (yep I said pets), and various other toys. And half the time I have to stop one from hitting the other or rescue the one that has already been hit.
Maybe they just spend too much time together. I like them best like this:
I am also thinking that my laundry load has doubled, and I know how much food is consumed in my house has pretty much doubled and the only meal I was not serving before was lunch. Maybe that can be attributed to that fact that my oldest will be 10 in around two weeks. And is nearly as tall as I am, which I am not liking one bit. I have tried to stop the inevitability of him becoming taller than myself by offering him things that are said to stunt growth. You know like coffee. He is a very suspicious child and has rebuffed my efforts.
I think I have went off on a tangent that could be a whole other blog post. It could be something awesome like “How to retain household power by making your kids stay short” or something much more clever.
Anyway. I am ready for school to start. I am ready for no more fighting and no more hearing about the Wii or whatever DVD or toy “my brother will not let me have.”
I am also tired of the daily bouts of “I’m bored.” Though that is usually followed by a “That is why I had your brother/had you to keep yourself entertained.” They really don’t like that one.
Maybe it is because this is the first summer or first length of time that I was not working full time. I am thankful for these times though.
Now that I have vented all of that I will put away my college catalog and not look at it anymore deciding if I can enroll in a Summer II course to get out of the house.
Though I have to say I will be thankful when all three of us are back in school and we have more order again. You guys know, like bedtimes and stuff.