Yesterday was one of those days.
One of my children had somehow found a description of the newest Mario Party game (the one that’s not released yet) online and was sneaking off every chance he could to read it. (I don’t know how he even got access to it. We have our computer on super-lockdown with both Disney Circle and K9 Web Protection.) When I went upstairs to nurse Theo and to put him down for his morning nap, I asked this child to check over his brother’s Daily Learning Notebook pages, so he could keep working in my absence. Instead of obeying me, he invited his brother to watch him play a typing game on the computer.
Another child wanted to do anything but school and got off to a very slow start on his school tasks. He was sassy and disobedient. While on his final warning, he got angry at one of his brothers and shoved him hard into a side-table. Consequently, I told him he would not be able to play on the iPad during his quiet time. Later, with big crocodile tears dripping down his cheeks, he brought me a picture he had drawn showing how he felt because I had taken away the iPad. The picture showed him lying in the road, bleeding.
My other blond moppet who, in his defense was coming down with a cold, was throwing tantrum after tantrum over every little thing. About a half-hour before Dan was due to come home from work, I told him that he could not have another snack because he had already had a (big) afternoon snack and we were going to have dinner soon. This little guy threw himself onto the ground, kicking, crying, and screaming, “Snack! Snack! Snack!” over and over again.
And the baby? Well, he was sweet and adorable. Thank the Lord for Theo.
As for myself, I wasn’t feeling well either, and I found myself yelling a lot. I hate yelling. I tried to find opportunities to praise my children, but there just wasn’t a lot to praise yesterday. [Read more…]