"Your kids are so well behaved. I'm just amazed, especially with twins. I couldn't do it."
I hear the above...a lot. No, my children aren't angels, they have fits, they talk to strangers about their diarrhea or any taboo financial figure I've given them when they ask. My kids are better then some and over all they are pretty easy to take care of. That statement comes with an exception if you weren't noticing (here it comes).
Right now I'm a little frazzled. Jackson is a turning 4 (Saturday) and in his search for Independence he is throwing fits and getting spanked more then I would like. V was doing so much better at focusing and listening and now she has hit a "cloud" and all things I say are lost in the fog. I'm tired of repeating myself once, twice, three times or more. Owen and Alexander regardless of being really good have pink eye and double ear infections (I'm not sure if they got sick from Wal-Mart shopping carts, childcare at the YMCA or if it's just bad luck). They are both crying and needy and holding 2 isn't as easy anymore, especially when they want down and then right back up. I will survive, but I'm definitely tired. I've still got my smile, but I would love a nap.
Homeschool work is taking a slide this week as we prep for family to converge on our house Saturday. Thankfully that is one less thing on my plate.
I'm off to clean the kitchen and fix dinner and then I'm off to the Y (since I can't take them to childcare) after J is home.
Right now I don't know how I'm going to do it.