So, yesterday, I was ready to give my kids away. Just take them somewhere and leave. I actually tried it, kind of, but it didn't work. As you probably know, I am in the middle of a Biggest Loser Competition (lost 28 pounds so far!). I go to the gym every day. They have a pretty good children's center that my kids go to, and they like it! Yesterday, however, was a bad morning. The boys were fighting and brawling the whole morning. I struggled to get them both dressed and ready to go. We go the the Children's Center and I told the lady checking me in that it had been a bad morning and that they would probably be fine once they got in to play with other kids. But they always write down where you will be just in case. I told her to come get me if they were being bad. I got into the gym and was happy to have some time alone since my patience had already run out. I stretched, and got on the treadmill. I had been on there for about 15 minutes when I see her. She is looking for me. She comes over with a "I'm really sorry" kind of look on her face and says. "They are both hitting. ALOT." Arg. Alright, back home we go.
It was about 9:30 when we got home, I wouldn't let either one go to the car on their own, since they both like to run away from me and I was already frustrated. I kept asking Stephen in the car what was up with the hitting and he just kept saying, "I hit other boys and girls." Once we were home, Stephen, in the most matter-of-fact voice says, "Mom, I'm hungry." Really? He had breakfast, two bowls of cereal, before we left! Ok, sit down, we'll find something to eat. They both scarfed down food. I made 6 pieces of cinnamon toast and between them they had 3 gogurts (frozen and cut in half). Ok, maybe they were just hungry, but they are both still really whiney! Bennet got to take a nap at 11:00 (normally 12:30) and Stephen took his nap at noon (normally 1:30).
Ok, I'll just get my exercise in now because I didn't get much in at the gym. But first, I need to get all the cinnamon sugar off of the floor and clean up the kitchen a bit. Bennet woke up as I went downstairs to ellipital and I got in about 30 min. until I realized that he wasn't going to go back to sleep. I took a quick shower and got him up. Shortly after that, Stephen woke up and I could start getting them ready to leave. I had a Dr. appointment in Salt Lake, so they boys got to go to Park City with me where I dropped them off at Scott's work so he could bring them back home. Easy enough, I do this all the time... Then Stephen won't go to the bathroom and won't put on his shoes, he decides to fight everything. I have everything in the car, including Bennett. I turned on the car because that made Stephen move faster. The boys love pushing the little button on the door handle of the driver's side door. It locks the car when the key is right there. It doesn't do anything when the key is in the car (it is a whole keyless entry thing, I love it - well, usually). Somehow yesterday as I was scrambling to get out the door, when Stephen pushed the button, it locked all the doors to the car. Remember, the car is running, Bennett is inside as are my keys! AHHH! I wanted to scream and scream! I looked for Scott's key, but couldn't find it. I finally called him and it was in his pocket. Great. But, he just had the electronic part of the key, not the key itself! aha!! ok, I found that key (buried in a drawer) and got into the car. By the time I had the boys in Scott's office, I was perfectly happy to say goodbye and head out!
Scott even when to his parent's to help them with something and didn't get home until about 10:00! It was great (except for the late bedtimes)! I went to the gym to meet with my trainer and team, then even stayed late and did more. The day ended on a better note.
Today? Everything is fine. I'm not frustrated and the boys aren't just crying and whining and being bad (hitting). Why do things all seem to happen on the same day? Why? So I can appreciate days like today and be glad all days are not like yesterday was? I guess so. Sometimes I feel silly that I can't control my two kids. I mean, there are plenty of mother's out there that have lots more kids than me and they all seem fine. Stay with mom at the store, Stop when she asks instead of running in front of cars, etc. I do love my boys, they are so much fun and learning so fast! But those days are hard to get through sometimes...