But to no use, they are too slow and screech sounds the bell, they are tardy AGAIN! I know it's really my fault, but sheesh, can't they help out a little? Is it too much to ask that they put their OWN shoes on.
Actually my middle child has a problem with shoes. She always looses one. I don't know what she does with the other one. If anyone has any ideas let me know. So, the other day I was tired of waiting for her and I told her to get her own shoes and get out to the van. After several agitated minutes she finally, and ever so slowly emerged from the depths of house carrying a pair of sandals. Whatever, I thought, its cold out here but at least she'll have shoes on when she walks into the school. We went through the above scenario but as she was leaving the van and giving me a kiss goodbye (she's in kindergarten, she still likes me) I happened to look down at her shoes. Now one thing you have to understand is that she and her little sister wear the same size shoes, and I have a little OCD problem with wanting my children to coordinate (we all have our problems) so they own the same pair of shoes. As I looked at those poor feet of IS's I saw that she was wearing two left shoes. 'Oh, Well' I thought, 'at least they match' and I sent her to school.
Hey, I never claimed to be mother of the year, in fact you'll never even hear me claim to be a good mother.
Some of you may remember this picture, this is one of the sandals she was wearing.
Anyway, sorry it's early and I got off on a tangent. If you are still with me I'll get back to my original story.
So after dropping everyone off at school I headed back home with thoughts of today's post running through my head.
My three year old thought differently. So I spent most of the morning playing with her and doing laundry.
First she wanted to make her hair pretty, so she got out her streak and style hair paint and she painted her hair. Then because she was "pretty" she wanted a tea party. I was switching batches when she decided this so I told her I wouldn't get the tea set down until the family room was cleaned up. She dutifully marched back into the FR and began cleaning. After a few minutes she came in and told me that she had cleaned everything. I glanced around the corner and was shocked to find that everything was off the floor. So I relented and got the tea set down.
We proceeded to make tea (kool aid) and eat dainty biscuit (saltine crackers and squeeze cheese).
Now isn't that just the cutest tea set you have ever seen?
Take a good look at it and commit it to memory, because that is the only way you will ever see it again.
As I was trying to clean up, EM decided to help herself to more tea and *crash* the cute little bunny teapot was decapitated.
After cleaning up the shards of ceramic I headed downstairs to change laundry and I popped into the family room to check to see if I had any comments on my post and I saw what my three year old considers "cleaning up."
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