Wednesday, January 12, 2011
My children look as if they have been in a boxing match. The five year old has a goose egg on his forehead and the three year old has a big cut on his bottom lip. What happened? Did they get in a fight? No. They are boys. They simply happened to themselves. "Cut on the Bottom Lip" didn't realize his own strength when he banged his head on the floor. You would think that he might have considered that smashing his face into the pergo flooring would be uncomfortable. "Goose Egg" had a close encounter with the wall. Depth perception sweetie. Poor kids. ARGH.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
I don't know what the deal was today, but most of the day my children took turns spending it in the time out corner. Often, multiple corners were in use at the same time. Finally I banished them all to quiet reading on the couch. For a solid two minutes there was a blissful silence in my home. Then it began again. "Mom, Sam is shooting (with a gun made solely of his own hand) at me!" "His foot is touching mine!" (Mom internally bangs head on the floor repeatedly.) Seriously?