Random thoughts from the past week….
Will I ever get four minutes in the bathroom without a crisis taking place outside the door?….
Seriously, I do not spend a long time in the bathroom….no camping out for me….and you can jolly well believe that if I have been in the bathroom more than three or four minutes, I am actually just hiding.
Every single time that I am in the bathroom, I can count on screaming, hair-pulling, even Hubby’s sudden need to get into the bathroom or ask me a question. I have even had the neighbor girl knock on my bathroom door.
Why does every Hobbit say my name over and over and over and over…..2 inches from my ear?????….
I think one of these days, my brain is going to liquefy and leak out of my ears.
Family game night makes me want to scream….
Family game night always means one Hobbit squirming on my lap….another Hobbit hanging over my shoulder….and some Hobbit crying because they didn’t win the game. Baby Hobbit wants to participate in game night, but she wants to play by her own rules….and screams when no one else wants to play the same way.
I love quality family time.
I may have permanently warped the Hobbits’ image of “mother”…..
I am pretty sure that most children do not start a story with the phrase….”Wouldn’t it be funny if a mom left to get a tattoo“….yet, that is just how Hobbit #5 began her thought the other day.
I take it all back about how much I love the age of two….
I thought that Baby Hobbit had reached a magical age where everything was new and her world was expanding. I was wrong. She was magic for about five minutes….and then she just became really pissed off!
She is mad when she doesn’t have the ability to do something “myself.” She is mad when we don’t have time for her to do something “myself.” She is mad when the Hobbits won’t play with her. She is mad when the Hobbits try to play with her.
Her favorite word is NO!, and she says it shrieking at the top of her lungs. She screams, yells, cries, and throws herself to the floor every minute of every single day. She is pissed off, and so am I!
“Green” is over-rated….
Hubby and I are trying to teach the Hobbits to respect the world that we have been given. We want them to recycle and be responsible with our natural resources.
But there is no way I am giving up my paper plates.
I will diligently recycle. I will try to make responsible purchases. I will refill stainless steel water bottles…..but don’t you dare try to take my paper plates away!
I will save the earth when the Hobbits have all grown up. For right now, the choice is between recycling and saving my sanity. Earth be damned….Mommy needs fewer dishes to wash!