Since Grandma's been gone there has been more screaming, yelling, crying, lecturing, and messes in our home than I ever thought imaginable. Rachel has even threatened to run away--thank you, Rudolph--luckily she can't open the front door yet. And it's only been, what, three days? Wow.
We're surviving. The dishes are getting done. The laundry is kind of getting done. The house...well...no comment. We've done a few crafts and made it to play group. Rachel even went swimming...and almost drowned...but rescued herself by standing up (the water is only a foot deep) before I could jump in after her (I was on my way, trust me). We did not make it to yoga this morning. We need to make cookies for the Relief Society Christmas Party on Saturday. But before that we need to make it to church. It's not even Friday yet and I'm worried about making it to church on time. Yikes.
But I bathed the girls this afternoon so barring any catastrophes I think they should still be clean tomorrow.
And you all think it's bad that I called Miriam by Rachel's name? When I finished reading Aladin to Rachel I said, "In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."
Rachel looked up at me and said, "You didn't mean to say that, Momma."
"You meaned to say 'the end.'"
Right you are, child, right you are. Can we all say sleep-deprived?
The really sad thing is that I know I had another funny story to tell on myself, but I truthfully can't remember what it is...
My kids ALWAYS act horrible right after grandmas leave or we leave them, the longer the visit the worse the reaction and the longer it is. Why is that? Do grandma's curse us unintentionally? Is it part of the "revenge" for raising us as kids? In reality it's probably just because they get grandma's undivided attention, and when it's gone they suffer withdrawls which makes us suffer as well. All I do know is that it sucks, and I feel your pain. Luckily you get her back soon!ReplyDelete
Ugh. There's a good reason God invented grandmas. Good luck until she gets back!ReplyDelete
Oh I am laughing out loud. I can't tell you how many times in those sleep deprived days I've tried to start saying a prayer and out came "A,B,C,D" or almost answered the phone saying "Dear Heavenly Father". I think that I may have told someone who works for DirecTV that I loved them at the end of a phone call too. May you survive the sleeplessness!ReplyDelete
I laughed so hard I cried! I could hardly tell Brett what was so funny. Thank you for sharing your sleep-deprived funnies! You'll look back and laugh, too...when you've had a few nights of good sleep! Hang in there!ReplyDelete
Too funny! I'm sure you're glad it's just a test run without Grandma. ;) Hopefully you can stock up on your sleep once she gets back!ReplyDelete
I understand and empathize, even though it's been many years. :)ReplyDelete
03 December 2009 at 17:44
as my family and i slide into the pews...late.....i marvel at anyone that has more then 2 kids who make it to church at 9 am on time.....i can't do itReplyDelete
03 December 2009 at 18:41
And here I am with ONE wondering how anyone does it with two... And having so much respect for my mom who did it with SIX (the oldest in high school and the youngest a newborn) while my dad was working on the other side of the country.ReplyDelete
03 December 2009 at 18:52