Friday, May 22, 2009

Grumpy.

It looks like Mother Nature is thwarting my three miles this morning. Wind and rain. Bleah. If it were just me, I'd probably go out, but I have to take Thing Four in the jogging stroller every morning. I can't exactly leave him at home by himself. (Well, technically I could, but I would end up in JAIL, and that's counterproductive...)

ANYWAY, I was a grumpy lump yesterday, because I had a lot going on and Thing Three really made me mad when I picked him up from soccer practice. His practice ran until seven pm, and lo and behold, our trainer was coming at 7. So I was going to pull him out early so I would be there when she arrived.

Thing Three ignored me completely on the field. He saw me, I KNOW he did, and he heard me too, but he kept running around and ignored my attempts to hail him from the car window. Finally, I just got out (dressed ridiculously as I was preparing to work out) and marched across the field and told him we needed to leave, NOW, and he pouted, and took forever to gather his stuff together to come with me. It was 7:05 by the time we got in the car, and I started yelling. He sat in the back, calmly sipping his juice, and finally, in exasperation I yelled DO YOU LIKE IT WHEN I YELL AT YOU???

To which he replied, with a straight face. "Yes. I do. It doesn't bother me at all."

Since launching myself at him while driving wasn't an option, I told him he was going to his room the MOMENT we got home. Little smart a**.

I got home in the WORST mood, I was already tired and sore from a hill I'd tackled during my morning walk, and the trainer proceeded to kick my butt.

I'm REALLY sore this morning, and still grumpy, and wondering what the heck my kids will be like as teenagers. UGH. Not to mention the fact that my 8 and 10-year old boys both had girls over yesterday, girls who reeeaaally like them. A taste of what's to come, if you will.

Kids. You want them to grow up, and when they acquiesce, you want to turn back the clock. Or at least, slow it down for a while. Waaaahhhhh!!!

4 comments:

Aimee said...

It's so hard to have those moments when you just don't like your kids. We've all been there. Thankfully, they are usually just blips in the timeline of life.

devonellington said...

Gotta hand it to Thing Three, though, he's smart. Annoying, but smart!

Michelle Miles said...

I'm snickering.

But, oh, do I feel your pain! Mine is a smartass too. Have no idea where he gets it. ;)

Anonymous said...

Yes, thing 3 is double smart! AND a politician.....beware. :-) But he is just so darn cute!!!

Oh the woes of a mother. :-)

Mom