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I love my kids. I love my kids. I love my kids.

That was my mantra today because I do- I adore my kids. I think they are hysterically funny, whip smart and beyond adorable. However, there are also days I would happily trade them in for a half gallon of ice cream.

Guess what kind of day today was?

On top of being sassy and rude to me and the Hubs, they are picking at each other. Name calling, sticking out their tongues at each other, annoying each other when one is playing quietly, swiping away toys the other is playing with. It. Is. Maddening.  This was a conversation they had in the car last night while driving home from the playground. To get to our house, you have to drive by a pond where two family of geese live. Each family has a set of goslings.

Bean: I saw all the babies!

Scorch: I did too!

Bean: No you did not!

Scorch: Yes I did- I saw all of them.

Bean: You did not! I know you didn’t see the babies because only I saw all the babies.

Scorch: Yes I did- I saw them all by the side of the pond!

Bean: You’re stupid, you did not. Stop lying.

Scorch: MO-OM, Bean called me stupid and said I didn’t see the geese!

I kid you not, you could switch the names around and substitute in some other ridiculous topic and I’m pretty sure my kids have fought about it this week.  I try to be patient, I try to reason with them, I threaten to take away things, I put them in time out after time out. Today I just gave up and told them they weren’t allowed to speak to each other anymore when we’re in the car.  They thought that was hysterical- too bad I wasn’t joking.

I love my kids. I love my kids. I love my kids.


About Heather

I adore my family, writing, books, cats, lazy mornings in bed, and chocolate. I'll never say no to breakfast for dinner, long talks with friends and lazy summer days at the pool with family. My life is often crazy, always awesome and one I'm so happy to be living! My side hustle is editing and proofing work. Find out more at https://heathercaryn.com/

2 responses »

  1. Oh, I feel your pain. Mine live to torment each other. My rule is whoever picks on/touches/annoys the other one bad to do a chore for the other kid. Works reasonably well, but increases tattling. Sigh.

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