Today was one of my 5:30am wake up days. I really don't mind getting up that early. It's another chance to enjoy blissful quiet and a great time for reading. I actually spent most of the morning watching Disney Junior, as that is what my daycare girl loves to watch. She sings the theme songs from all the shows, which I find totally hysterical. She cracks me up, especially when Special Agent Oso comes on and she sings, "He's Oh So Special!"
Hayden woke up at about 8, after a really restless night. Jeff and I gave him Claritin last night because I think his sinuses have been bothering him. Hayden isn't really terrific at pinpointing a problem when he doesn't feel well, so most of the time it's a guessing game. But he was up three times last night after we put him to bed, so he didn't get a good night's sleep. Cebelle finally got out of bed at about 9:15. I really think she is in the middle of a growth spurt, so sleep is exactly what she needs!
Everybody had breakfast and we started schoolwork. It's actually the first day this week that I haven't had to fight or argue with anyone about school. And...it was the only thing that I didn't have to fight or argue with my children about today.
Lately, my children have been obsessed with a book that Hayden got two years ago for his birthday that shows you how to make all kinds of paper airplanes. So, my house is filled with paper scraps, staples, tape, scissors, and rubber bands. This book also teaches how to make slingshots out of paper and rubber bands. So for the last three days, my kids have been folding, cutting, stapling, taping, flying, flinging, and running all over the house. Normally, this would not bother me. But the airplanes are getting bigger and more dangerous (we have already slammed several into the television and computer and glass cabinets in the kitchen and dining room), the supplies are a total mess everywhere (I stepped on a staple, caught a dog chewing on a rubber band, found a wad of paper in my bra because they had been aiming the slingshots at me, and ran out of tape when I needed it in school because it was used for the 300 various airplanes that are lying around my house), and the kids are fighting and whining constantly. Over paper airplanes. In addition, I have repeated the phrase, "No running in the house!" about five million times because they are barreling through the house at ninety to nothing with the stupid airplanes, thinking that it will make the airplanes go farther and fly faster. We have had several near mishaps involving airplanes and cooking food in hot pans. Needless to say, I am nearing the end of my patience with this latest fixation. I threatened to throw all the airplanes away if Hayden and Cebelle didn't start listening better and they bawled and squalled and threw fits. And now...Hayden is making some MORE airplanes.
The weather today wasn't very helpful, either. We went from having a beautiful, sunny day to experiencing snow squalls on and off. So it's not like I could bundle them up and send them outside to run it off.....though I was seriously considering it at one point, squalls or not.
I was able to finish a book today. "The Thief" by Megan Whalen Turner. Its the first in a series. I started the second this afternoon while I was showering the kids. It's called, "The Queen of Attolia". I am really enjoying her writing. I borrowed the ebooks from the library and I am waiting for the third one to be available. Barnes & Noble has been offering some great NOOKbook deals. I got a couple of books I had been wanting to read for 99 cents. They feature different authors every once in a while and make their books a little cheaper so people will read them. This is one thing I love about my NOOKcolor. I can always find something interesting to read!
I was also able to get some more of my cross-stitching finished today. I have learned that I can only work on it during the daytime. There is a lot of natural sunlight in our living room during the day, but we don't have a ton of lights in here for evening. If I try to stitch all those tiny squares or read the pattern at night, it makes my eyes cross! So, I work on it during the day and I work on knitting or crocheting in the evening while I am watching television with Jeff.
I put a pork roast in the over for dinner. We are having that and some mashed sweet potatoes and salad. I didn't feel like making too much of an effort and mom and dad and I had big salads, baked potatoes, and garlic bread for lunch so I really am not very hungry still. I thawed out some zucchini bread that I baked this summer with zucchini from our garden and had a slice of that with my coffee this afternoon. I will probably have some with a cup of tea before bedtime tonight and I will very likely eat some for breakfast in the morning. I went through several different recipes of it (our zucchini plants went wild this year!) and this one is definitely my favorite. It's moist and delicious, and not overly sweet.
I am once again looking forward to putting my kids to bed. I assume that all parents get to this point in the day. I know that once my kids hit about 6pm-they are pretty much done for the day. The listening doesn't work, they are crabby, they are just irritated by everyone and everything. I have come to realize that it's probably genetic. Jeff and I hit about 8pm and we are pretty much useless for the rest of the evening. Sometimes I feel awful for being so glad that my kids are in bed and I can enjoy the peace and quiet with Jeff. But on the other hand, it's probably not good trying to interact with them when they are done for the day and my patience is at its limit. So I will put them to bed tonight and I will be glad that I made it through one more day without clotheslining someone for running in the house, or throwing someone outside in the middle of a snow squall, or burning that damn paper airplane book and all the stupid crap that goes along with it. And I will go to bed tonight and get up tomorrow, ready to face all of it again with a little more patience and able to appreciate my children's joy in something so simple before it starts to drive me crazy again. After all, snow squalls don't last forever. And paper airplanes will eventually be recycled. And a child's life never stays simple for very long because they grow so awfully fast.
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