Today I made a deal with the devil/s. I bribed my kids into giving me 30 uninterrupted minutes to do my Yogalosophy workout in exchange for me cleaning their playroom. Something is terribly wrong with that. I feel like I survive the day purely on threats and bribes. I am sick and tired of it, and it stops here.
I am tired of waking up to them arguing about everything from who gets to choose a show on TV first, to who sits in the front of the bathtub, to who hops in the minivan first!
I am tired of having to pull their toys out from their playroom so that they see what they have to play with, and then threatening to give away those toys if they don’t actually play with them.
I am tired of the Wii obsession.
I am tired of them asking for snacks all day long, and then having them ask to “come back for bites! {thanks, Mom!}” once a meal is served.
I am so sick of the whining {is it even normal that my almost-6-year old is still whining?}.
And I am tired of yelling.
They are really GREAT kids. Really. I am not just saying that because they are mine and I am allowed to. They both have huge hearts and are so loving to their family and friends. They are super fun kids who are so enjoyable to be around. They totally act their age, which I personally find refreshing {I think it’s important to allow kids to be kids. Potty mouth and all.}
I know that DaddyMac and I are doing a great job raising them. They are as well-rounded as 3- & 5-year olds can be. They understand that it’s important to do good things for people. They get loads of attention from us every day. They want for nothing.
Maybe that’s the problem. Maybe they have too much.
I don’t know. But I am just so darn frustrated. Things have got to change around here. I can’t allow two kids to rule the roost. I am the CEO.
I am turning to you all for advice. I have so many loyal readers, most of whom are moms. Please help a mother out…{before I rip my hair out!}
…and please don’t lecture me about the soda in their adorable little hands {I already got lectured today anyway!}…it’s certainly not a daily thing! They have such bad food allergies that the one “treat” I can get them is soda. I can’t buy them ice cream, or treat them to a candy bar. Heck, they can’t even have the bread at a restaurant. So, soda it is!
