eaten alive.
i am so fucking tired. and i love it. i'll be the only person i know who sleeps soundly in her last 6 weeks of pregnancy. (if i'm lucky.)
kids are hellfires, of course. bailey is into everything. i forgot what a pain in the ass 14 months can be. zoe was never so difficult, but i think it's cuz she's a pretty sharp kid and could understand most simple directions at about a year. bailey either doesn't get it or he doesn't care. his eyes are fierce. they can even talk my breath away. fucking intense.
wanted to starnggle lyssi a couple times, but did not, of course. i let them watch dora on t.v. this morning, and there were millions of toy comercials (of course) and lyssi and kal started up with the i wants. every commercial was "i want that, i want that". drove me. fucking. nuts. finally i was like, "i don't want to hear all these i wants. if i continue to hear them, you two lose t.v. privledges." it curbed them, to a point. they would still automatically start at each new commercial: "i wa-" and then they'd catch themselves and look at me. and i'd look back. mean sonya.
i took them to the mississippi riverfront on the bus for s picnic. they did okay. i thought for sure bailey would fall asleep in the stroller at some point, but her resisted until we got home to his beloved playpen (who is this kid?).
i am realizing that the schedules and boundries i set up with them last year have been run to shit, and, although i still have a foundation, everything basically needs to start from scratch. i hope i have it in me.
preskool punky quote of the day:
lyssi: grammy bought cookies to make. they're hollow.
me:(confused) they're hollow?
lyssi:(matter-of-factly) yeah, for hallow-ween. hallow-ween is coming, you know.
kids are hellfires, of course. bailey is into everything. i forgot what a pain in the ass 14 months can be. zoe was never so difficult, but i think it's cuz she's a pretty sharp kid and could understand most simple directions at about a year. bailey either doesn't get it or he doesn't care. his eyes are fierce. they can even talk my breath away. fucking intense.
wanted to starnggle lyssi a couple times, but did not, of course. i let them watch dora on t.v. this morning, and there were millions of toy comercials (of course) and lyssi and kal started up with the i wants. every commercial was "i want that, i want that". drove me. fucking. nuts. finally i was like, "i don't want to hear all these i wants. if i continue to hear them, you two lose t.v. privledges." it curbed them, to a point. they would still automatically start at each new commercial: "i wa-" and then they'd catch themselves and look at me. and i'd look back. mean sonya.
i took them to the mississippi riverfront on the bus for s picnic. they did okay. i thought for sure bailey would fall asleep in the stroller at some point, but her resisted until we got home to his beloved playpen (who is this kid?).
i am realizing that the schedules and boundries i set up with them last year have been run to shit, and, although i still have a foundation, everything basically needs to start from scratch. i hope i have it in me.
preskool punky quote of the day:
lyssi: grammy bought cookies to make. they're hollow.
me:(confused) they're hollow?
lyssi:(matter-of-factly) yeah, for hallow-ween. hallow-ween is coming, you know.