I'm still working on finishing the laundry we generated from going to camp. I believe I have one load left. Then I need to move on to the laundry that we generated this weekend and the laundry that apparently multiplied while we were gone. I thought I had washed the majority of the laundry before we left for camp. The only laundry that wasn't clean were the close we had worn the day before. We we arrived home, I noticed that there was a lot more laundry than when we left. Hmmmm. Very mysterious!
In other news...Amelia has decided that it is no longer fun being a bump on a log. She is now exploring her options of mobility. She has mastered the art of laying on her stomach and spinning in circles and pushing herself backwards. She is working on scooting backwards while sitting up. This evening she managed to work her way forward while sitting up, albeit very slowly. She was quite proud of herself when she worked her way to where I had a stack of paper. Rewarding herself by eating one of the pieces, she grinned and chatted at me. Looks like life will be more interesting after this.
My Alternate History story continues to develop, slowly. At least I'm still writing it and haven't run out of ideas. I'm still working on what the world looks like and how I want it to be played out, but I do have the final chapter written...
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
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Sunday, August 16, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Shopping, with four kids?!?
Yes, I brought all four kids shopping with me this morning. It was a rough one, but not the worst time I've had with them.
Taking three kids can be an adventure. If one of the three is Elizabeth, things are most often very smooth and well organized. If she's not there, chaos rules. Two is much easier, one is a breeze, especially if it's the baby or Elizabeth. But four can be insane. Elizabeth only acts as a calming influence on the other three for only so long. Then she's sucked into the craziness that is Samuel and Hope. (kind of like life. We hope the good will rub off on something bad. Which can happen, if we work hard at keeping the good. Often we let our guard down, the bad starts out as a little bending of our good, and then it's a quick slide down into the bad. It takes great strength of character and a strong connection with the Ultimate Good in order to keep us away from the bad. Much easier to stick with the good and avoid the bad, unless you've been called by that Ultimate Good.)
The trip started out well. Went to Walmart, worst store to go to in Cortland. Kids not too bad. Although I questioned their intelligence when the three older ones decided to climb on the same side of the cart at the same time. (I bet you can picture that one!) Price Chopper is great. They have a little room for 3-9 year old's, so two of them play in there while I take the littlest two with me. Last is Aldi's. Apparently my children think Aldi's is a play place, because they all go crazy. Sometimes bribery will work, "I'll give you a treat if you behave and walk with Mommy." Sometimes I threaten, "If you're not good you will sit in time out when we get home." Today, neither of those things worked. I finally got sick of trying to drag them down the aisles with me while pushing the cart and shopping. I left them. I just walked away and left them cavorting in the cold foods section, opening and slamming the doors.
Elizabeth, as always, is the first to run to me. Then Sammy and last short legged Hope. It produced half of the desired results, they stayed with me, but did not act any calmer.
I was furious by the time we checked out. We got home, I put Amelia to bed since she had fallen asleep, banished my other three to the play room, brought the groceries in, and finally sat in the sun listening to the crows. (Have I mentioned I hate crows. I understand their purpose, but they are creepy and have annoying cries.) A few seconds into my quiet that Ultimate Good came tapping on my shoulder. With a sigh I told Him I was enjoying my wallow into anger and self-pity. If He wanted me to have a better day He'd better press the reset button Himself.
Thankfully He loves me and so He pushed that button. Which always works better, since He has more force behind His finger. My day became better, with it's few pitfalls and mishaps. More importantly, I felt better.
Taking three kids can be an adventure. If one of the three is Elizabeth, things are most often very smooth and well organized. If she's not there, chaos rules. Two is much easier, one is a breeze, especially if it's the baby or Elizabeth. But four can be insane. Elizabeth only acts as a calming influence on the other three for only so long. Then she's sucked into the craziness that is Samuel and Hope. (kind of like life. We hope the good will rub off on something bad. Which can happen, if we work hard at keeping the good. Often we let our guard down, the bad starts out as a little bending of our good, and then it's a quick slide down into the bad. It takes great strength of character and a strong connection with the Ultimate Good in order to keep us away from the bad. Much easier to stick with the good and avoid the bad, unless you've been called by that Ultimate Good.)
The trip started out well. Went to Walmart, worst store to go to in Cortland. Kids not too bad. Although I questioned their intelligence when the three older ones decided to climb on the same side of the cart at the same time. (I bet you can picture that one!) Price Chopper is great. They have a little room for 3-9 year old's, so two of them play in there while I take the littlest two with me. Last is Aldi's. Apparently my children think Aldi's is a play place, because they all go crazy. Sometimes bribery will work, "I'll give you a treat if you behave and walk with Mommy." Sometimes I threaten, "If you're not good you will sit in time out when we get home." Today, neither of those things worked. I finally got sick of trying to drag them down the aisles with me while pushing the cart and shopping. I left them. I just walked away and left them cavorting in the cold foods section, opening and slamming the doors.
Elizabeth, as always, is the first to run to me. Then Sammy and last short legged Hope. It produced half of the desired results, they stayed with me, but did not act any calmer.
I was furious by the time we checked out. We got home, I put Amelia to bed since she had fallen asleep, banished my other three to the play room, brought the groceries in, and finally sat in the sun listening to the crows. (Have I mentioned I hate crows. I understand their purpose, but they are creepy and have annoying cries.) A few seconds into my quiet that Ultimate Good came tapping on my shoulder. With a sigh I told Him I was enjoying my wallow into anger and self-pity. If He wanted me to have a better day He'd better press the reset button Himself.
Thankfully He loves me and so He pushed that button. Which always works better, since He has more force behind His finger. My day became better, with it's few pitfalls and mishaps. More importantly, I felt better.
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