Ramblings

I haven't been blogging much. I just don't seem to have any funny stories, good pictures, or thoughts worth sharing in the last little bit. In fact, I am sitting here with my laptop burning a hole in my legs because I just don't know where to start. Work has been busy, really busy, tiring busy. It's good to be that busy but it came on early and fast this year. It has taken us all some time and tears getting used to going out the door early again. I admit, the tears are mostly mine and my youngest daughter's. It's true. She is so stubborn and independent. Here is a typical morning:

Me: What do you want for breakfast girls?
KL: *no reply*
AJ: I want banana bread.
Me: We don't have banana bread, we have waffles, pancakes, toast, or cereal.
Me standing 2 inches in front of Kyndra's face: Kyndra, do you want a waffle, pancake, toast, or cereal?
KL: *blank stare*
AJ: But I really want banana bread.
Me: We don't have banana bread, what would you like?
AJ: Banana bread!
KL: Just surprise me
I pick something for KL and she gets up and eats it.
I pick something for AJ and she rolls on the floor crying for banana bread.

Me: Do you want shorts or a dress today?
AJ: Shorts!
KL: I don't care, you pick.
Me: Here is an outfit for both of you.
AJ: I don't want that one, I want the shorts with squares.
Me: You wore those yesterday, they are dirty.
A: But I want to wear them! *still rolling on the floor*
KL gets dressed and AJ rolls to her bedroom and gets her favorite shorts out of the laundry basket. She picks out a flowered shirt that has one speck of color that matches the shorts.

This continues with shoes, hair doo-dahs, out to the car where she wants to sit on which ever side her sister's car seat is on, all the way to daycare. I usually break down somewhere between here and Heathers, and either yell, crank up the music, or just cry. It's not that Kyndra doesn't ever give me trouble, she does, it's Avery's turn right now, that's all. Also, why would Kyndra fight it if someone else (that would be me) will do the work for her? This is the kid that never, ever, would hold her own bottle or feed herself, she just played with her hair while we did the work.

I am so thankful for the 3 day weekend. We are going up the mountain for 2 nights are are going to camp...or not. We'll see tomorrow if we feel like packing the camping stuff or just sleeping inside the hotel. Maybe this is just what we need. I plan to relax, try not to worry about my parents and grandparents, get some fresh air and exercise, learn to knit (stop laughing...Ronda got me some knitting needles!), eat some excellent food, enjoy some good friends, and try not to get so irritated at the kids. That's my goal, relax, let them be kids, no rushing out the door (hurry and finish eating, we have to go, I'm going to be late, you have 4 minutes!). I plan on taking some pictures of smiling kids and knitting needles and be ready to face the first day of school next week! Yikes!