Friday, March 25, 2011

Good Freaking Gosh Friday

I am having an "Oh good golly you're driving me crazy!" morning.

I am trying to remain optimistic.

But it's not going well.

It started when Spencer trotted up the stairs at 0500 (because he hops the gate now) wielding two glow-in-the-dark swords which were party favors from Logan's epic 6th birthday party. (Thanks a bunch Logan's mom. Maybe I should break up with you!... Except Henry had a ball, thanks for the party. Spencer too!) Grr.

So, guess who got to watch a movie at 0500? No, not me! Spencer.

Derek stayed up until oh gosh, 0455 doing who knows what for work, (darn teaching online, it never ends!) and so I really wanted to keep the punks quiet. Buuuutttt, I have a headache that was acquired last night (sidenote: Waking up with the same headache you went to bed with sucks) and my stomach is in all kinds of knots (do not ask me how many bananas I ate yesterday) and my hair is like freaking EVERYWHERE and why in the world had Oliver taken off all his clothes? And why were my children running around like orangutans? (Sidenote: The word is pronounced and spelled or-ang-uh-tan, not or-ang-uh-tang. Don't believe me? Google it.)

And begging to be fed began. Now look, I get that it must be frustrating, having like zero autonomy as a little kid. Someone is constantly telling you what to eat, when to eat, when to sleep, etc. But I mean, have I ever FORGOTTEN to feed them? NO!

So, now they are eating dry cereal out of Ikea bowls as we cower in the basement.

What kind of cereal? You guessed it. I brought down THREE KINDS for our little dry cereal picnic and they all poo-pooed every one except their beloved shredded wheat. (Get it? "poo-pooed".... never mind.)

And why is Oliver wearing one shoe, on the wrong foot?

And the baby! Oh that sweet beautiful Ezra who was determined to fusstulate (apparently this is not a real word. Check it. It is NOW!) his heart out for no apparent reason that turned out to be a dirty diaper and a desire to go back to sleep. ME TOO, KID! WE CAN'T HAVE EVERYTHING WE WANT.

Except he's a baby, so he got a new bum and sent back to bed.

And I think I better put my contacts in. It always feels like the freaking middle of the night when I have my glasses on, regardless of the time of day. Contacts and a hair elastic (to contain the crazy) will make this feel day feel like a day.

Heavens, it's Friday! I need an attitude adjustment.

And the aforementioned hair elastic.

***UPDATE*** Oliver just dumped a ton of shredded wheat and the DOG ate it. I don't even want to think about that... EWEWEWEW! And Oliver is poopy. I need a vacation.***


***UPDATE*** Ezra is crying. And it is snowing. 


***UPDATE*** Hair elastic and Diet Coke. Found. 

24 comments:

Nathaly said...

This made me want to come over there and give you a hug, lol. Boys are supposed to get easier as they get older, right? Right??? Ohhh, I hope so.

Chelsea said...

This made me want to come over and have a dry cereal party with the boys while you get some sleep. I'm sure John would teach them some (potentially, slightly age-inappropriate) martial arts moves with those glow-in-the-dark party favors, as well.

Anne said...

Your morning sounds so much like one of my own, I can't figure out if I should laugh or cry! Hope your weekend gets better!

Stefan, Sarah and Lukka said...

Definitely one of those days...for chocolate, wine, cake, or all three!
Hope you get some peace and quiet in the midst of growing boys :)
Thanks for visiting, stop by anytime!
Sarah M

Melissa said...

Oh I can SO relate to this post. Seems like every morning looks like this at my house... that dog-ate-the-cereal issue might be pretty yucky - I'll keep my fingers crossed that it passes... unnoticed and without incident.

Pumpkin Pie Baby said...

This really made me laugh! If you ever do forget to feed them, at least they'll remind you. Mine are the same :)

The Schneiders said...

Sounds like our home at times. Somedays, I have manditory "naptimes"...even for my 5 who are way past naps.

The Schneiders said...

Sounds like our home at times. Somedays, I have manditory "naptimes"...even for my 5 who are way past naps.

embracingitall said...

Ah, mornings, aren't they so peaceful (cough, cough!) Our middle daughter wakes up anywhere from between 4-6am and comes into our room demanding milk in a cup. She has a very special knack of waking up the entire family too. Lots of deep breath to be had here! May your day improve and may your find your rhythm again. At least your dog is fed! Jacinta

melissa joanne said...

I have had so many scattered, tired, nothing going right moments this week. This made me feel much better! Not because I have it better, but because I'm not alone! :) Thank you! I hope you eventually got, or get some sleep!

tinsenpup said...

I hope your day improves! Hopefully the 'effects' of the bananas will counteract the 'effects' of the shredded wheat. Try feeding the dog one! :)

Stacy said...

Oh sweetie, I hope you got a nap and that things got better. Mornings are so not my thing!

Katie said...

geez!I thought I had it tough with 3 kiddos but the internet keeps proving me wrong- bless you. thanks for visiting my blog, looks like you've got a couple of guys to choose from ;) I hope you get to take a nap this weekend (I hope I do too)!!!!

the gnome's mom said...

This cracked me up. These are the days we just try to survive :)

http://thegnomesmom.com/

Erin @ Wild Whispers said...

This is exactly how my friday went!! So good to know I am NEVER alone in the parenting struggles!

Thanks for coming by wild whispers... I was blessed by your comment!

Jennifer said...

I'm sorry but I couldn't help but laugh... I know these days too well (and I only have one child). I hope your weekend goes better.

Hilary said...

Do you think it makes you feel better for me to say "I have so been there."
Because I have.
And it stinks.
Big time.

Patty Ann said...

Oh, I love it (don't get me wrong, I am reallllly sorry that you didn't get any sleep), but it totally reminds of the days when I worked nights and tried to be a mom in the daytime. Boys do get easier when they get older. but the girls, well, lets just say you have to watch out for them!! I totally believe in mandatory nap times. They get to stay in their rooms and they can read in bed and I would take a nap. that is the only way I survived!!

Casey said...

Lol! The Dog to the rescue!

Flor said...

haha great story telling love your writing. Ahhh I have 3 kiddos and they drive me nuts in the mornings :-) ughhh don't want to imagine 4! lol.

Hope you get some sleep sooN :-)

Cory said...

I love that you created your own word! Hope today is a little smoother. : )

Lia said...

Wow - I hope the rest of your weekend went smoother.

KD said...

I'm exhausted from just reading this...I can't help but wonder if hubby works till 455 to have an excuse to avoid this??? (I say that because I know my hubby would!)

The Fairy's Apprentice said...

Oh, how well knowned is the scenario :). Thanks for commenting on my blog.
xoxo

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