Randomness
Well, a number of things have been going on this week.
On Saturday is a community-wide garage sale. We have been working all year, weeding kids clothes, and toys. We even have a crib and some other larger baby pariphenailia that will probably sell quick. Emma and a friend of hers (Kelly) have been planning a Kool-Aid stand for a few months. From what I have been able to get out of them, they are going to also offer a selection of lollipops. I think they were also thinking about baking cookies, but that required a sleepover which they didn't get permission for. Anyway, they seem to have quite grand ideas about the amount of money that they are going to earn. They intend to split the money, evenly, and then Emma was telling me that she is going to use it to buy a couple of squishies, and a magazine. Squishies, the little pillows that are all the rage right now, are about $10 a pop. I'm already working on some concilatory words for when they don't earn as much money as they expect.
It has been hot here lately. We have been to the pool twice this week (Monday and Tuesday) and thank goodness for the sprinkler that we bought over the weekend. It helps that we have the air conditioner for our great room (our living room is nice and big, but it takes two window air conditioners to keep it cool). We manage to keep busy, and keep cool at the same time.
And another thing, I'm getting really sick and tired of the terrible twos. Holly and Ryan are one year and 2 weeks apart, so that meant when Holly entered the terrible twos, that we had two years of it to look forward too (Once Holly finished, Ryan had come of age). So we are almost all the way through it, a few more months left, and I can't wait to be done with it. I have been working extremely hard to get across certain principles that I think they kids need to know.
When I ask you to do something, I expect it to be done, completely. I am not going to ask for one result, and then reward some behavior that is less. I don't think that it is beyond reality to expect that behavior from a child.
I have become much more cautious about exactly WHAT I ask them to do, challenging them sometimes, but also building their confidence in doing household chores like clearing their own dish from lunch, or bringing the garbage to the kitchen garbage can.
I think I might be developing something like bipolar or sociopathic tendancies.....I have become increasingly frustrated. I experience mood swings. And contrary to what anyone thinks, I get angry. I'm not a mindless drone who can devote 24 hours of their day to the complete servatude of other people, other people who without exception fail to recognize how loud they shout, or how annoying it is when I am not even given the courtesy of being listened too. The laundry doesn't fold itself, dinner doesn't appear magically on the tables, like in Harry Potter. When I do things, no one notices, or gives a shit. It is when I DON'T do something, that the world screeches to a halt. Lord have mercy if I don't empty the garbage when it is 3/4 full. There will be a rain of fire if the kitchen is too messy.
And my reward for staying on top of my duties, or keeping the everything "in order"? There is none, other then the smiles on the faces of the people I live with.
I want to keep on whining, but I have to go pick up some stuff that I have picked up 4 times already (and I will 6 times more before the day is over), and encourage the girls not to exclude Ryan, just because he is a boy. He gets so lonely when they don't play with him, I guess they don't realize how mean they are being to him.
On Saturday is a community-wide garage sale. We have been working all year, weeding kids clothes, and toys. We even have a crib and some other larger baby pariphenailia that will probably sell quick. Emma and a friend of hers (Kelly) have been planning a Kool-Aid stand for a few months. From what I have been able to get out of them, they are going to also offer a selection of lollipops. I think they were also thinking about baking cookies, but that required a sleepover which they didn't get permission for. Anyway, they seem to have quite grand ideas about the amount of money that they are going to earn. They intend to split the money, evenly, and then Emma was telling me that she is going to use it to buy a couple of squishies, and a magazine. Squishies, the little pillows that are all the rage right now, are about $10 a pop. I'm already working on some concilatory words for when they don't earn as much money as they expect.
It has been hot here lately. We have been to the pool twice this week (Monday and Tuesday) and thank goodness for the sprinkler that we bought over the weekend. It helps that we have the air conditioner for our great room (our living room is nice and big, but it takes two window air conditioners to keep it cool). We manage to keep busy, and keep cool at the same time.
And another thing, I'm getting really sick and tired of the terrible twos. Holly and Ryan are one year and 2 weeks apart, so that meant when Holly entered the terrible twos, that we had two years of it to look forward too (Once Holly finished, Ryan had come of age). So we are almost all the way through it, a few more months left, and I can't wait to be done with it. I have been working extremely hard to get across certain principles that I think they kids need to know.
When I ask you to do something, I expect it to be done, completely. I am not going to ask for one result, and then reward some behavior that is less. I don't think that it is beyond reality to expect that behavior from a child.
I have become much more cautious about exactly WHAT I ask them to do, challenging them sometimes, but also building their confidence in doing household chores like clearing their own dish from lunch, or bringing the garbage to the kitchen garbage can.
I think I might be developing something like bipolar or sociopathic tendancies.....I have become increasingly frustrated. I experience mood swings. And contrary to what anyone thinks, I get angry. I'm not a mindless drone who can devote 24 hours of their day to the complete servatude of other people, other people who without exception fail to recognize how loud they shout, or how annoying it is when I am not even given the courtesy of being listened too. The laundry doesn't fold itself, dinner doesn't appear magically on the tables, like in Harry Potter. When I do things, no one notices, or gives a shit. It is when I DON'T do something, that the world screeches to a halt. Lord have mercy if I don't empty the garbage when it is 3/4 full. There will be a rain of fire if the kitchen is too messy.
And my reward for staying on top of my duties, or keeping the everything "in order"? There is none, other then the smiles on the faces of the people I live with.
I want to keep on whining, but I have to go pick up some stuff that I have picked up 4 times already (and I will 6 times more before the day is over), and encourage the girls not to exclude Ryan, just because he is a boy. He gets so lonely when they don't play with him, I guess they don't realize how mean they are being to him.
posted by Tim @ 9:50 AM
1 Comments:
At 1:37 PM ,
kelly said...
Can you help Kyle get through his terrible twos also. You seemed to be more skilled in that area than I am.
It has been mad hot - I am glad to hear you have been keeping cool! I haven't been to my pool yet this year, but I plan to be there at least one day this weekend - in between rotating my tires and cleaning.
Have fun at the community garage sale!
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