Ruby and Liberty were messing around when school should have been happening instead, and Ruby ended up with a small cut on her backside from Liberty’s pencil. She was mourning the injury when Charlotte expressed concern. “Is poop going to leak out of Ruby’s cut?!” Oh dear.
I sent Sterling down to fill the woodstove. He’s an expert fire starter these days, and Blaine has him trained to put wood in the stove. A few minutes later, though, Sterling returned in absolute frustration. “Mom! I can’t build a fire! Every time I put papers in, they just burn up!” He’d been trying to build a fire on top of a fire. Merely adding wood to the fire was apparently too easy.
Saw the dentist yesterday. Conclusion: my tooth pain is from clenching my jaw. Apparently, according to the dentist, my jaw is doing the equivalent of lifting weights and my jaw muscles are far too developed. First the eye doctor, now the dentist. Next up: Abs.
For the record, my tooth examination was done, in part, with Ellie laying on my chest. Sadly, this isn’t the first time I’ve gotten my teeth cleaned while holding a baby. It makes things just a bit more interesting.
We are refinancing our house for a lower interest rate this month. Yesterday, the appraiser came. 18 hours notice that someone is coming to your house and taking photos… no stress. Especially when only 2 hours in those 18 are available for, say, scrubbing the house from top to bottom and stashing the clean unfolded laundry and praying he’s not planning to measure every nook and cranny. He didn’t. Whew. I stuck supper in the crock pot just for good measure, hoping smelling homey and like supper would make up for the jelly on the floor and the tools in the living room.
Pierce’s biggest temper tantrum to date happened this morning. Over not getting what he wanted for breakfast. I’m not even sure where to go with this. The good news: I won. He apologized. He ate what he’d been told to eat. The bad news: my blood got a good high pressure run this morning. It resulted in 16 new gray hairs and eliminated a few years from my life. The good news: we’re now 4 hours closer to an adult version of Pierce than we were before his tantrum. Staying on course, attempting to make the adult version of Pierce pleasant and tantrum free.
Oh no, bless you!! Sounds like you have had a stressful time.
I should learn not to take a sip of coffee as I read your blog. Had to clean it off the computer screen. : )
Did I understand that right? He had a 4 hour temper tantrum???!!!
When I read ur blog I feel normal. Cause this is exactly my life, I just need to know I’m not alone in the world of small children.
Man, I have to agree with you! Sometimes I feel like my life is CRAZY but when I see other have the same sort of stuff in their life, it helps me feel like I can handle all the craziness. Love it! Especially the stuff that makes me laugh….like building a fire on top of a fire!!!