So... my day starts not with a "'good morning" but with "MOM! Why are you still sleeping!?!" (At 7:30 am)
I love my children. I really do... but sometimes you just want to pull the covers back over your head and pretend they are still babies that can't talk. Remember those good ole' days when you stuck a pacifier in their mouth when they made noise and it shut them right up? My kingdom for a pacifier!
But it gets better!
Then the other one got up and because the first one was in such an obviously volitile mood, it didn't bode well for the sibling rivalry that we usually find so adorable. Today it has been WWIII, and my house is the battle ground. Neutral parties step aside because there will be casualties! (I knew that I was prone to mood swings, but I never dreamed that would rub off on my two sons. I guess this means that they will be evenly keeled adults, I hope?)
My kids really are very funny though. They make me laugh even when I am trying very hard to be upset with them. Their goofiness is infectious and it just makes you want to do it with them, even when you're 33 years old and society tells you that acting goofy isn't "acceptable" anymore.
We only live once though.. so I can only hope that my kids see me continuing to find my goofy side and they keep that with them, because life is so serious after you reach the age of 18 and that goofiness can help them in ways they never thought possible.
So stay goofy, boys... even if i'm getting onto you for it, you will later know that I was secretly laughing with you.
Happy Tuesday.
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Well...I guess we don't fit into society very good do we? LOL You have to remember to laugh and be goofy and not be so serious all of th time. That is boring!! I always try to stop and remember that they are just kids and we were probably the same way when we were that age. Kids....gotta love em! I would love to cover my head back up with the blanket too:)
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