Brown suede boots

Like most working adults, I love the weekends. Two day to spend with my kiddos. I was especially looking forward to the past weekend. It was Homecoming and that meant free barbeque and an exciting football game. I picked up my tickets to the lunch a week early and I was telling my kids how much fun we were going to have at the game. Lunch was good, we had barbeque brisket, baked beans, potato salad, cole slaw, cookies, brownies and soda. I was stuffed because LP saw a friend and she was too excited to eat, so as any mother would do, I polished off her sandwich. After filling our bellies we walked to the football stadium to enjoy the rally and cheer on the Rangers. On our way to the stands we passed the concession stand and all three of my little ones wanted a snack. I assured them we would go back at halftime, I mean we'd just finished eating, what else could they fit in those stomachs?! We found seats next to the band, won't do that again. The band was the least of my problems, we were sitting in the sun and a breeze would come through every now and then. As we sat there being baked by the sun, I heard cries of "I'm thirsty" every five seconds. Finally, after what seemed like an endless first half, we headed to the concession stand and bought plenty of drinks to keep us hydrated for the rest of the game. The rest of the game...we left during the first part of the third quarter. I went home and crashed, my head was pounding from the drums and I think the sun drained what little energy I had. Tomorrow will be better, we'll head to the mall and Chuck E. Cheese's after church. Fun!

Sunday afternoon after church, we head to J.C. Penney's to exchange shoes for DQ. I find out she can no longer wear children shoes since she needs a size 6-7, so we start the search for appropriate shoes. I have to threaten LB and LP several times, why is that other kids can sit still and wait patiently and mine and running around like wild animals? We finally settle on a pair of brown suede boots and as I try to do more shopping, I realize I have to get a stroller for LP because she is running around and I don't have the patience. I also don't want to go to jail for beating my child in public. As I push LP around, I turn my back for five seconds and as I start pushing the stroller, I notice it's considerably lighter, LP has gotten away! It takes the three of us to find her and we immediately leave the store. I know after the way they behave I shouldn't do it, but I take them CEC's. As the kids run and play, I settle down with a book and just relax. I glance up to see them laughing and playing and wonder how they can bring so much frustration and joy at the same time. I love them dearly, but sometimes I wonder "did I really produce these creatures?"

Needless to say, the past weekend was one of the longest I've experienced in a long time. I was ready for Monday! That is until DQ decided she wanted to wear the new boots. Since it was raining I told her to just wait because the rain would ruin them. Remember I call her Drama Queen for a reason, she assured me that she would be careful, but I didn't give in and she pouted out the door in tennis shoes. Today is another rainy day and she said she is never going to get to wear them. I reminded her that she has at least three more months of cold weather, but I think all she heard was "blah, blah, blah."

This morning when I got out of bed I found myself actually counting down the days until the weekend. Maybe this one will be better, I plan on heading to AR to visit my parents and let the kids run around and ride their bikes.