1. Laundry (Duh.) 2. Dishes 3. Surly children. 4. Messy bedrooms (and bathrooms, and living room, and dining room…) 5. My son’s CONSTANTÂ motion (and subsequent spills, explosions, etc.) 6. My older daughter’s eye rolls. (See #3) 7. Bed wetting. (See #1) 8. “What are we having for dinner?” 9. Not knowing what we’re having for dinner. 9. Diaper changes–going on seven years straight. 10. The feeling, all the time, that I am needed everywhere. (See #1-9)
Read More in chores, housework, Jen Writes, middle child, oldest child, three kidsFebruary 23, 2011
This is My Life: But I won’t let it bother me
September 12, 2010
This is My Life: And it’s never all tidy at once
On the second day of school, I spent the morning cleaning my first-grader’s room. Thoroughly. While I was in there, the girls played in their room. Or maybe played isn’t exactly the right word.
Read More in housework, Jen Writes, middle child, motherhood, oldest child, three kids, youngest childMarch 16, 2010
Liar Update: The Harvest
If you are new to the Liar Mini-Series you can catch up here: Part I – Need Some Advice Part II – Planting The Seed Part III – Cultivation Okay, so I was going to title this “Liar Conclusion,” but for some leeeetle reason, I don’t seem to think this will be the last time I’m dealing in lies and punishment. And let’s totally put aside the fact that there will be two other boys someday learning Mommy’s Big Lesson. By all accounts, many of you had it right when you proclaimed Jamis one smooth criminal. He’s smart and sweet [...]
Read More in oldest child, Sarah WritesFebruary 19, 2010
Consequences and Punishments
What are you doing? Nothing, he says. What’s in your mouth? Nothing, he says. Open it. (He opens it. Can’t see anything. Candy must be hidden inside his cheek.) Were you in the bathroom? No, he says. Were you in the pantry getting candy without asking? No, he says. Then what were you doing? I was walking around and reading, he says. (I have mandated an hour of peace in my house. The little boys are napping. It’s been a busy on-the-go morning and I’m reclining on the couch, laptop perched, dog’s head rested on my legs. I don’t want [...]
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