Saturdays are typically my day with the kids. Pat is either working on our house or someone elses or trying to get stuff done he can't throughout the week. I try to get the house cleaned and run errands as well as just play with the kids. Yesterday we had a good day. We went for a walk and a bike ride, planted some flowers, and ran some errands. Carly had a hard time listening yesterday (usually it's Leo) and I found myself telling her things over and over again. Leo told me "Mom, stop telling Carly that. You're giving me a headache!" Wonder where he has heard that before.
We are smack dab in the middle of a fun new phase with the kids. I am not sure if there is an official name for it, but it consists of lots of It's not fair, He got more than me, But I didn't get any, whiney, whine, whine. And I can't stand it. Nothing drives me more crazy than whining. And I can handle kids that whine when they are tired or because they are 2 or because something really is unfair. But the whining over who got more apple slices or the fact that I got a snack for one child (who asked for a snack) and not for the other (who was outside or in the bathroom or who said they didn't want one) drives me up a wall. Ugh whining. When Carly and Leo are in the middle of it, I snuggle Sam close and whisper in his ear "you aren't going to be a whiner, are you?" He pulls away and gives me a sweet smile. I am not sure what that means. He'll have champion whiners as his coach. He might be the worst of all.
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i think we could trade kids and not even know the difference! we are right in the middle of whining season, too...yuck!
at least once a day, i tell ryan he is "the only good one i have left." i always make sure to whisper it so olivia & garrett don't repeat it to their therapist some day.
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