And yet it gets worse...
(Thanks for all the comments yesterday. I'd like to say it's very helpful that I'm not alone but I'd really rather my kids just behave than know everyone else's kids are rotten too.)
Zach knocked out one of Kyle's baby teeth (it was slightly loose) yesterday afternoon while in room punishment. And then I had to clean blood out of the carpet.
Kyle and Emily fought over breakfast this morning which involved hair pulling, pinching, and split cereal. Yay, more messes!
Before going to work (I don't care what he says, it's the "MAN PARTY"), Greg asked if I was PMSing. Because yeah, that time of the month for me makes the kids insane. (Although he had a slightly valid reason to ask because it maybe affects how I react to the children just a tiny itty bitty bit. Maybe.)
I'm torn on the issue of hiring a babysitter for the afternoon to run errands. First it's too much of a "reward" for the children because they love babysitters and it encourages "let's act up and then we never have to go out with Mom again!" Plus it's a bunch of money that I'd rather spend on something, I don't know, trivial like food and electricity (our last bill was $450 *faints*).
Cheapness wins out and the kids will have to go out with me today. But if they misbehave, I'm sending myself to my room for the rest of the day.
12 days, 9 minutes and 24 seconds until school starts. But who's counting?
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