Monday, August 30, 2010

Monday Morning Mayhem

It's way too early for Friday fragments, so I've decided to do Monday Mayhem. 

The two older littles are LOUDER THAN LOUD and spent most of their morning time ARGUING with one another and SCREECHING trying to pick up the bin of tiny plastic "leg*gos" building blocks they dumped all over their bedroom floor.  Their two favorites: hot breakfast of oatmeal and toast was incentive to do a quick 3 minute  pick up.  Verbal prompts and redirection every five minutes are going no-where. That was an hour ago.  When they do get picked up, they are going on a shelf.  The "leg*gos". Not the kids.


The Middle Little is food obsessed. Really. Most of the conversations he initiates revolve around some maddening variation of the following:
"I have a blow-knee-cheeze rollup?"
"You have mayonaisse blow-knee cheeze sam-ich?"
"I Have mayonaisse blow-knee?"
"What we having fur-dinner?"
"Is it dinner?"
"We have dinner?"
"I want blow-knee fur-dinner"
"I have juice"
"I want blow-knee"
"Is that my blow-knee?"
"Whose blow-knees that?"

Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

Doesn't matter if he just ate, or is watching me make his blow-knee cheeze....the kid is OBSESSED.

I'm re-thinking my plan to go to the water park with them ...A fenced in kid friendly back-yard sounds a little more manageable... than refereeing the second coming of the Frazier-Ali Match (for those of you age-impaired like me that are old enough to get that reference....)

I just heard about a thousand leggos clatter on the wooden floor.  Argh.



They are now SCREAMING again over whose job it is to pick them up. They have a nice little chant going: "Middle" won't help me" and "'Oldest' won't pick up".  Meanwhile, the leggos sit on the floor and the hot oatmeal isn't so hot. Maybe they'll grow up and work for FEMA.

PS. The twenty minutes back and forth to the kitchen, typing a paragraph here and sentence there, the total time to sit and write this and find 2 images is MY TIME OUT so I remain calm and centered when responding to their dysregulation and SCREECHING. Did I mention the SCREEEEEECHING???....

7 comments:

  1. Legos can do that here too! LOL I feel your pain. I might not opt for the water park either as it sounds a bit too stimulating?? Tot park and a picnic with blow-knee in a field? Course I am loathe to do theme parks much anyway. I have to gear myself up though as next year I need to do Storyland and Santas Village because the littles are just the right age. UGH. Why oh why doesn't KC remember his visit there when he was 2 months old? And then he could just *tell* Lissa about it??? No, not working!

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  2. "Maybe they'll grow up and work for FEM"...lol.

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  3. Sprinkler in the backyard = awesome water park. Especially if you stand over it and pretend you're peeing. Nothing is more exciting. Every kid does it.

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  4. Ah, your post put a smile on my face because it sounds like my house. Mine talk WAY too loud and screech, scream and tantrum.

    I have one who is seriously obsessed with food too and your dialog reminded me of our day. Sigh...He has gotten better over the past two years, but it is amazing how fast he can materialize when he hears me in the kitchen.

    Blessings to you because I FEEL your pain!

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  5. Maybe they'll grow up and work for FEMA.

    Hooo! I laughed. Then I read it to Leo. You crack me up!

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  6. ahh noise and little boys I think they go together regardless of how hard I try to stop it.;

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  7. Yeah, unfortunately your "littles" sound like my "every days" LOL!

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