Monday, August 29, 2011

Crazy.

Today was one of those "running-off-my-feet" days. Mike went to work in the morning and did not return until after 3 p.m. (Shorter than normal, but he is not officially back at work yet so it feels long to me.) Then he left immediately for town to go grocery shopping. That was fine, but it just happened to be one of those crazy days. Micah is in this phase where he won't nap, so I've been putting him down anyway and letting him stay in his crib in hopes that he will sleep. Maybe that sounds mean, but he talks happily in there, so I figure at the very least he can benefit from the time alone. Yes, I know what you're thinking. I also benefit from a break from him. Very much. There are two problems with this scenario. First, he does not nap. Nine times out of ten, he will not sleep, and sometimes he is in there for two hours. Again, he is happy in there, so it is not a huge problem except for the other aspect. Micah is potty training right now, and he is totally ready for it. As such, he has decided he does not like it when his diaper is wet or dirty. When he is alone in his room, trapped in his crib, he simply takes his clothes off and removes the diaper once it is dirty. He has been doing this for about a week now, and it is not cool. He did it today while I was working out and he was supposed to be napping, and he had pooped. I will spare you the details, but you can imagine it was not good. That was one incident today.

Incident #2, though not necessarily in order (hmmm...in that case the previous one should be labeled #2...), Jamie and Micah left the house today without telling me. For Jamie that is not unusual, and it does not concern me in the summer because he is good outside. But he took Micah with him, and that is a strict no-no. Luckily, I noticed almost immediately and I charged outside to bring Micah back. I found the two of them on our porch swing. They had broken it, and I mean, beyond repair. They actually broke one of the metal rods off that holds the swing up. I could not believe it. Mere words can not adequately describe just how destructive my boys are. I was very upset, because it was obvious that it did not simply come apart, but the actual metal broke. The whole thing will now have to go to the dump and I officially have nothing to sit on outside. Well, other than my own anatomy, but that doesn't really count.

You can see on the side closer to the camera that there are two bars that hold the swing up. The far side has only one left. I think I might only buy stuff made of rubber or steel from now on.


Incident #3: Somebody, though I can only narrow it down to either Jamie or Micah, plugged the toilet in the main bathroom. Honestly, it looks like there is close to a whole roll of toilet paper in there. This I discovered while I was trying to prepare them all for their baths...Oh, did I mention that immediately after Mike returned from his grocery shopping trip he left for a meeting in one of the nearby towns? It is work-related too. I guess Mike has also been running off his feet all day. I have no idea when he will be home, but I have not heard from him and the meeting started an hour and a quarter ago. Anyway, so I was in charge of supper and bath time, my least favourite time of day. I tried several times to flush away the mess, but I could not. Fortunately, it did not overflow. Unfortunately, I was unable to find a plunger, so Mike will still have to remedy that situation upon his return home tonight.

Mike finally broke down on the weekend and screwed a couple of boards into the wall on either side of our pantry door and we now have a board that we put on as a locking mechanism for the pantry. We just couldn't take all the food theft anymore. So far it is working, though it has only been just over 24 hours since it went up. It is ugly, no offence, Mike, but these are the things we have to do to keep things sane around here...or at least sane-ish. Even still, I caught Micah on top of the piano key cover multiple times today and climbing many other forbidden places in the house. I'd take a picture of the living room to post in here, but I am too ashamed. Popcorn all over the floor. Toys scattered everywhere. There was a consequence for that this evening, but I still have to live with the mess. My feet are aching. My laundry is still running. My eyes are begging me to shut them. I worked hard all day but I wouldn't want anyone to drop in unannounced right now. I keep thinking of that line from Miss Congeniality. (One of my favourite movies!) "In a way, America is like a big ship, and when we all work together, that's when we make it safely back to shore." Or something like that. That's what I keep thinking about my little family, but unfortunately, it feels like the ship is going to break apart in the storm! Don't worry, I'm saying this with some humour, but seriously, my house is taking an unbelievable beating from these kids! Today, Jamie was mad at me for something and he grabbed a crayon and scribbled all over the coffee table just to make me mad. It worked. I threw the crayon in the garbage.


Isn't that pretty? These are the lengths we must go to. A lock on the fridge. A board to bolt the pantry shut. Really, is this ridiculous? For us, it's normal life. Notice the pantry still has no frame around it. That was one of those details that fell by the wayside when we built this house. It is also, ironically, a reminder that this house is only five and a half years old. You wouldn't know it to look around. 

Anyway, it seems all the boys are sleeping now, and thank goodness. I am exhausted, and my work is not even done yet. But it may remain undone for the evening. I am due for some writing, or possibly to finish a book I am currently reading. For now, I am going to sign off. Hopefully Mike will be home soon, but if not, I need to enjoy this time to myself seeing it's the first I've had all day. Bye for now.



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