I haven't been on here in forever! And now I'm in a funk. I hate to have a negative post, but a gal's gotta vent!! Looks like I will be out of a job in about 6 weeks. My most favorite job ever. Seriously bummed. But times are tough and I can understand how a small business can't make it. It's not like we needed the paycheck for bills. Granted I need it for MY bills, but that's another story! But the job is my sanity! My only time away from the kids! Waaah. I want to whine and cry! Since Rock was never supportive of the gig, there's certainly no empathy from him now! Maybe another opportunity will present itself when the time comes, but all I can think of now is endless days at home! The job is about the only reason I leave the house! Now what?!?
Ok moving on.... Here are some lessons I have learned since last posting. A child really has no sense of danger. And if left unsupervised for just a moment, will find himself on the roof of the house. One of the scariest moments in my life!!! Rock was patching some shingles on the roof while Owen played in the backyard. I was inside with Erik and then Erik went out. Owen came in and I heard crying. When I asked him if that was Erik, he said, "yes, he's stuck on the roof!" WTF?!?! Are you KIDDING ME?!?! He wanted to see what Daddy was doing. Luckily he was scared and didn't wander far from the ladder, but I about crapped my pants and hoped like hell I wouldn't fall with him in my arms as I attempted the rescue! Rock was on the front of the house and Erik was on the back, so Rock didn't know he had company up there. I swear I was shaking. Egads. Another scary moment today as I looked up and saw Erik fall to the ground from the play fort in the backyard. This kid is going to take us to the emergency room, I just know it!!! Owen is usually a good kid, but they had some sort of squabble and he pushed Erik and down he went. Luckily he was still in his heavily padded swimsuit and didn't appear to be hurt. He got right up after a little crying "Owen pushed me!", and continued to run around like nothing had happened. Good lord, this kid is like a cat with nine lives. And I'm wondering when "the good one" Owen turned into the devil?! He didn't say a word, but his eyes welled up with tears and he hung his head while I questioned/lectured. Then Erik jabbed him in the watery eye. I guess that made them even?!
Anybody have any tips on removing silly putty from clothing/fabric? Some moronic Easter Bunny put Silly Putty in the boys' baskets. Hopefully he (she/ME!) remembers and doesn't do it again next year, even if it IS only $1 at AC Moore.
Not a huge mess here, just a nuissance... must monitor Erik's visits to the kitchen and the drawer that holds the tape. Erik's toy giraffe is totally wrapped in tape and he's starting on the parking garage, see below!
Kids should not be given styrofoam packing peanuts even if you think doing so will buy you 5-10 mins to get the dishes taken care of. They don't even need a fraction of that time to destroy them and make a huge mess. And I thought this would be easy to sweep up, but styrofoam+broom=serious static!
