I believe at heart we are all three
years old. No matter how old you get there are always going to be things that
make you want to curl up and cry, or kick your legs and scream your head off. For
Conner that would be naptime, for me that would be messes that are out of my
control. Here’s a little story from today, when I acted like a three year old.
years old. No matter how old you get there are always going to be things that
make you want to curl up and cry, or kick your legs and scream your head off. For
Conner that would be naptime, for me that would be messes that are out of my
control. Here’s a little story from today, when I acted like a three year old.
My kids
really love mud. So today while I was on the phone with my mom they decided to
take a bucket of water and make a mud puddle right off the back patio. After squishing
in the mud for a while Conner decided to go back for more water. He walked
through the dining room, down the hall, and through the bathroom and then back
outside and tracked muddy foot prints both ways. I actually didn’t even notice
until Beau came running into the living room to tell on Conner for nailing him
in the face with a mud “snow ball”. Let me just tell you I was less then
pleased. I looked around saw mud everywhere, toys everywhere, dishes from lunch
next to the dishes from breakfast, and Beau angrily pointing and yelling with
mud dripping off his head. Seriously, I lost my damn mind. It was like mess
overload, I started yelling “everyone inside, stop throwing mud… WAIT! Wipe your feet! Don’t bring those
sticks with you!!! Oh my god don’t touch anything, don’t sit down! Aaahhhh!!!”
Finally I just sat on the ground and started crying, it was all just too much.
really love mud. So today while I was on the phone with my mom they decided to
take a bucket of water and make a mud puddle right off the back patio. After squishing
in the mud for a while Conner decided to go back for more water. He walked
through the dining room, down the hall, and through the bathroom and then back
outside and tracked muddy foot prints both ways. I actually didn’t even notice
until Beau came running into the living room to tell on Conner for nailing him
in the face with a mud “snow ball”. Let me just tell you I was less then
pleased. I looked around saw mud everywhere, toys everywhere, dishes from lunch
next to the dishes from breakfast, and Beau angrily pointing and yelling with
mud dripping off his head. Seriously, I lost my damn mind. It was like mess
overload, I started yelling “everyone inside, stop throwing mud… WAIT! Wipe your feet! Don’t bring those
sticks with you!!! Oh my god don’t touch anything, don’t sit down! Aaahhhh!!!”
Finally I just sat on the ground and started crying, it was all just too much.
I’m sure you can imagine, being boys, they
were extremely confused by this reaction. Conner stopped and asked “Uh are you crying? Why
are you sad? You’re scaring me.”
were extremely confused by this reaction. Conner stopped and asked “Uh are you crying? Why
are you sad? You’re scaring me.”
“I’m crying because there’s mud
everywhere, and dishes and toys! You children never listen, I just can’t do
this anymore, everything is always such a mess!” I blubbered back at him.
everywhere, and dishes and toys! You children never listen, I just can’t do
this anymore, everything is always such a mess!” I blubbered back at him.
Conner looked at me the way I look
at him in the checkout line at Walmart when I won’t let him borrow my “shiny
dollars” to purchase legos, resulting in a meltdown. Basically his face said “woman you are bat
shit crazy”. Than he casually strolled over to the table and picked up some
dishes and announced “I’m putting dishes in the sink, does that make you happy?”
How very manly of him to announce that he is cleaning something as he does it
to make sure that it is noticed and remembered… but yeah it did make me feel
better.
at him in the checkout line at Walmart when I won’t let him borrow my “shiny
dollars” to purchase legos, resulting in a meltdown. Basically his face said “woman you are bat
shit crazy”. Than he casually strolled over to the table and picked up some
dishes and announced “I’m putting dishes in the sink, does that make you happy?”
How very manly of him to announce that he is cleaning something as he does it
to make sure that it is noticed and remembered… but yeah it did make me feel
better.
I don’t really have any insight to
give you about this other than, my house will always be a mess and I can act
like a child. Things aren’t always funny when their happening, but their
usually funny to look back on.
give you about this other than, my house will always be a mess and I can act
like a child. Things aren’t always funny when their happening, but their
usually funny to look back on.
THat's awesome. I often think if we just act the way they act maybe it would straighten them out. I love how he didn't know what to do so he put dishes in the sink. And that he had to announce it. Maybe now they'll be like "we better clean up or mom will cry again". That should work until they are about 12 and then that will backfire too. Found you at finding the funny.