Tomorrow marks one week of the kids being out of school. How are we doing you ask? Well, last Friday, their first official day of summer, I grounded Sarah and Amanda for four hours. Yep. I probably should have started smaller, like ten minutes at a time, but started with one hour, which in turn got them two hours and then three and, well, you get it. They only served an hour and a half, but it was not a good start to the summer.
The next day they continued with their antics and I got really upset with them at a restaurant and threw another hour at them. Obviously my tactics were not working. Thankfully Charlie did not say a thing even though I'm sure he wasn't happy with the whole thing. Sunday Andy had two baseball games and then we had people over so they didn't have time to drive me nuts.
On Monday I took the girls with me to get a recall fixed on the car. They actually were pretty well-behaved and it wasn't until Monday night that I found out that Andy and Sarah had missed the first day of a three day art camp because it started on Monday when I thought it started on Tuesday. Mommy fail once again.
Tuesday they went to camp in the morning and I took them to the zoo in the afternoon to meet some friends who were in town for the week. Andy complained about how hot it was (nothing compared to how hot Texas is going to be next week) and the girls were all crazy as usual. When those two get together they just get silly and crazy and purposely ignore me because they know it pisses me off. And it does.
Yesterday was Wednesday and I can't even remember what we did so it must not have been too bad. At this point in the week I needed to go grocery shopping and do a few other errands but I refuse to do them with both girls and Charlie is on a business trip. Only 10 or so more weeks to go.
Today we went to take pictures for Father's Day (it's supposed to be a surprise but we do it every year so Charlie guessed and both the girls told him on the phone tonight anyway) and then came home to get ready for our first trip of the summer. We cleaned up a little, we got packed and yet the girls still found themselves in their rooms for not listening and being disrespectful. Ugh.
On the drive home from Sarah's therapy today Amanda was singing a song in the sweetest little voice. It went something like this:
"I hate Mommy, but I love Sarah and Daddy and ladybugs and butterflies and rainbows."
I said, "Amanda, did you just say you hate me but you love Sarah and Daddy and ladybugs and butterflies and rainbows?"
Her answer? "Yes, it's my new song." As if she were singing about something beautiful. Well, except for that first part all of it was beautiful.
Now I'm not going to take too much stock in this song because she said she loves rainbows and just a couple weeks ago she hated rainbows because they have yellow in them and for some reason she had a huge yellow aversion. I guess yellow is okay now, but she wouldn't eat off yellow plates or drink out of yellow cups and holy cow she was not going to wear anything that had yellow in it, even rainbow things.
Hopefully all these trips are going to mix things up give them something to do other than be mean and disrespectful to me and keep all of us sane. That is my hope. We leave for Dallas tomorrow. Please keep me in your thoughts!
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