Skip to main content

#parentingfail


So, as I mentioned on Wednesday~Mr. Mayer is gone for 11 days. It's the longest either one of us have been gone. Ever. I was a little nervous. However, Wednesday was an unbelievably good day. All 3 kids were in good moods. Things went smoothly. I found a little bitty park near Diva's dance class that the Dudes and I could play at while she was in class. It all went well. Then yesterday happened. Those good moods? Replaced by 3 crying, screaming, falling in the floor blobs. I mean. What the heck?! Can we go back to Wednesday? The Dudes and I did manage to go and get donuts yesterday morning before they went to their school. They thought that was a very big deal. We don't do things like that very often.

On top of the terrible no good moods Diva had gymnastics and an open house at school. I tried to get out of the open house. She was having none of it. She was pumped to show me her classes and teachers. Ugh. Do I have to?! Then it started raining. We need the rain, but I don't much like it when I have to get out in it. So, when Diva said in between temper tantrums that she didn't really feel like going to gymnastics I jumped for joy. Yes. I let her skip gymnastics. And I was happy about it. She wasn't letting me out of the open house though. Dang. I text KiKi to see if she was working. She was. So, I text my neighbors H and M. M was available. Yay!!! Now Diva has one less thing to cry about. I ordered pizza, got everyone fed, started the Dudes bath and Diva and I were off. The rest of the day went well. This morning I got everyone up. Diva was dragging so I had to rush her a little. Finally I get everyone loaded in the van and off to school we go. We pull up in front of the school and there is no line. Diva and I even talk about how we beat the crowd this morning and that never happens. I was in awe. I drop her off and watch her run in the building. The Dudes and I go home and I unload them. As I am putting the last boy in the house the home phone starts ringing. Weird. No one ever calls. Especially at 7:40 in the morning. I don't make it in time to answer but see it was from Diva's school. Already?! I check my cell phone and I have a voice message. It was the school receptionist. She leaves a message saying it is late start Friday and that the school doesn't open until 8:05 and asked if I could come get Diva. Oh-Em-Gee!!! I was so focused on getting everyone where they need to be on time and getting myself ready for my trip that I completely forgot about late start Friday's. I suck. I call the school back and re-load the boys. We go get Diva. She hops in and says "It's late start Friday." I apologize all over myself. She says it's okay. She doesn't mind. We go find a spot and park for 20 minutes. Then I take her back to school. Now. I am hoping this mornings fiasco isn't setting the pace of the rest of my day. If so. I'm in big trouble.

Comments

  1. That look on her face says, "Moooooommmm, You're a dork! I was the only one at school! Gee whiz!"

    LOL... I'm sure in the middle of it all, it sucked big time, but it's kinda funny!I hope you're laughing, so I am laughing WITH and not AT you!! :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. Her face cracked me up too! "Poor Mommy. Someday your brain cells will come back."

    ReplyDelete
  3. I was laughing at myself the whole way back to school. I'm glad she had a sense of humor about it.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Hurt So Good

Ever done something that hurts, is hard, and you want to quit, but when you are done it feels so good??? That's how this week has gone for me. This week on my fitness tour brought me to Revved Fitness.  And it hurt so good.
Revved is almost identical to Orangetheory. They do a combination of cardio and strength. You wear a heart rate monitor and the goal is to to elevate your heart rate and work in certain zones. The only difference I noticed is that Revved uses stationary bikes for cardio and Orangetheory uses treadmills.
Revved offers a 7 day trial for $10. I signed up online and went to my first class Monday morning. Monday morning came and was stormy, early, and a line was almost out the door when I arrived. Yikes! I signed in and wandered into the room. It was a BIG class. All the bikes were full, and there were people on rowers and the strength area. The trainer split us in half. Half the class started with strength the other half started with cardio. I got in the strength …

Day 2....

Day 2 was not without some frustration. We started the morning off strong. Owen peed in the potty first thing this morning. Carter waited over an hour and then pooped in his underwear. However, sometime this morning Carter got it. He started peeing in the potty. There were even times he would tell me he had to potty and we would go in and he would sit down and pee. He had three accidents all day after he pooped in his pants. Proud Mama over here! Owen had a lot more accidents today. It frustrated me because he did so good yesterday that today it just kinda went down the drain. I think he turned it into a game and I'm not real sure what to do about that. He would say about every 30 seconds he had to potty. We would go to the potty and nothing. He would sit there and giggle, laugh and wiggle around on the potty. Then he would get up and go play. A minute later he was back on the potty. Ugh....it was exhausting. And majorly frustrating for me. He only peed in his pants a few times t…

Potty Mouth

You would think I would be referring to myself or Mr. Mayer. But, no. I'm talking about the precocious little girl that lives in this house.
"I cleaned my room damn good."
Wait. What? That was the sentence Diva told me a few weeks ago when I asked her if she had cleaned her room. I was in shock. Mr. Mayer was stifling a laugh. Diva was dead serious.
A few days after that she came downstairs and told me to "Tell those damn boys to leave my damn toys alone." Apparently her brother's were messing with her Barbies.
We have also had the occasional "damn it" when she drops something or spills something. It was super embarrassing when we were at Target and she dropped a toy in the toy department and said "damn it." Thankfully there was no one around to hear her.
Diva's um...creative (?) vocabulary started as soon as she started speaking. She has always used big words, whether she knew what they meant or not. Mr. Mayer and I are totally to b…