Ramblings

Children are determined. I guess that's more polite than saying they're downright stubborn. It's funny to see the personality come out. John has quite the temper on him. Right now he is easily (oy, very easily) frustrated and screams out his feelings. Usually accompanied with tears. He wants to do what Sarah does, and be where she is. This is usually not welcomed by Sarah who doesn't want him touching "her" things.
Sarah is dealing with some fears and needs everything to be the same. I can't even change her bedsheet. Tonight, she had the pink sheet on. She noticed right away and wanted the white one back. I explained it needed to be washed and she could choose between the pink one and the white with flowers one. She chose the flowered one. But she could not settle. She came out and said she was scared. I stayed with her a few minutes and tried to leave but she panicked right away. She asked for the white sheet again, so I dug it out of the laundry basket and put it back on. I haven't seen or heard from her since.
It's been a crappy summer so far, weather wise. Today it rained pretty much all day, which meant we were kinda housebound. We squeezed in a walk between the rain drops but that was about it.

Sarah

That girl is so funny. She looks at you with those big blue eyes and she's so serious when she talks.
Last night she kept getting out of bed. I warned her a couple of times and finally said "If you get out of bed again I will have to spank your bum." Well, she turned and stuck her little finger right in my face. "You no spank my bum! You be a big girl now!" I didn't know whether to laugh or salute. Then she said "I be a big girl now too." I left and didn't see her again until this morning.
Tonight I gave her a swat on her bum the first time she got out of bed. I put her back and told her again "If you get out again I will have to spank your bum". She looked at me. "Again?!?!" she asked in a disbelieving tone.
Wonder what she'll be like as a teenager......

Just A Vent

Ugh. I don't know what is wrong with me. I feel so down and yucky. I don't know what I want to do or even what I want to eat. I want time away from everyone, but at the same time I don't really want that either. I'm frustrated. Maybe bored? I feel guilty about not doing enough activities with the kids like taking them to the zoo or the park but the days seem to be flying by so fast (and at the same time going soooo slow!)
I want to have all my pictures printed off and organized and then scrapbook them. I wish I had enough room that I could leave a table with all the stuff on it, out. Now I have to haul everything out of cupboards and get set up which just wastes time.
I'm off the diet too and dreading having to step on the scale tonight. But yesterday, James and I brought the exercise machine down to the basement so I'm going to start on that. At least it's something.
I felt so bad this morning. I took the kids to Walmart. Sarah had John in the stroller, I was looking at something when suddenly the stroller tipped over. I just saw this out of the corner of my eye. John hit the floor hard and started screaming. He put his teeth through his lip so was bleeding as well. I don't know whether Sarah did this on purpose or if this was an accident. A lady who witnessed this says Sarah was smiling behind me when I went to get John. Sigh.
Oh,well. That's enough complaining I guess. It's not making me feel any better, anyway.
A more cheerful post next time.

Ernie

Sarah is just getting over a phase during which her Ernie doll had to come everywhere with her. Now it's okay if he stays home once in a while, and he did while Sarah went to the cottage. She was reunited with him tonight and gave him a big hug. She then proceeded to put him to bed in a basket and covered him with two pillow cases. Then she kissed him goodnight. It was so stinkin' sweet! When it was time for me to sing "Ik ga slapen" she wanted to sing it to Ernie first. So she got down and started to sing. Then she looked up at me and said "Ernie doesn't want to go to sleep. He wants to go downstairs with Mom." While I'm pretty gullible most of the time I did see through this one! I told her I'd take Ernie downstairs with me after. He's currently sleeping peacefully in the basket on the couch.

This weekend was supposed to be kid free for us. John went to Mom and Dad's and Sarah to Mary's on Friday. The plan was that I could do some scrapbooking and relax but it didn't happen. John got sick so we took him to emerg where 4 hours later he was diagnosed with croup and an ear infection. Poor kid.
He hates medicine. Sarah would cheerfully drink a bottle of Tempra, but John..... well, you pretty much have to force it down. Same with the antibiotic he got. I've given it to him twice now and he cried pitifully each time. I need another arm or two just to get it down the hatch! I feel so bad for the kid and hope he doesn't hate me by the time we're done.
Sarah, however, is having a blast with Auntie and Uncle Ner. Let's hope everyone sleeps well tonight!