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Thursday, March 29, 2007

A thin line between love and insanity

It is now 7:25 p.m. on Thursday, March 29, 2007 and I feel like I'm at my wit's end. DQ, LP and LB are driving me insane. Lately, it seems LP is doing everything she is not supposed to do. Last night I walked past their room to find her combing her doll's hair with my comb and brush, adding my hair spray and hair accessories. I had to count to five and then handle the situation. Tonight I found her with all of my makeup about to give the same doll a makeover. What is going on? I have threatened her with the ultimate...a spanking. She begged for forgiveness and promised to never do it again. We'll see how it goes.

On to LB, who I thought was the most stable of us all. Lately he has been an accomplice to LP's crimes. Sunday afternoon, I found them ripping a hole in the window screen and hanging the stuffed animals out. I went on a tangent on how I'm not rich and that when they destroy things it costs money to replace. I think all they heard was blah, blah, blah because about two hours later they removed the screen and LP climbed out, walked around to the back door and came in the house with a "Hi Mama." Needless to say, I lost it. I've talked to him about his behavior and even had to pull out the big gun...call his dad. All is takes is one warning from their dad and LB pretty much will get back in line. We'll see how it goes.

Now on to the ultimate patience breaker...DQ. DQ came home with three C's on her report card last week. She pointed out that they were high C's, I pointed out that in our house a C is a C. I told her no more phone or television, she is going to have to buckle down and study to bring those grades up. They are now in the last grading period, so we need to make it count. We've had it out every night. She will come home, sit at the table and do her homework... in fifteen minutes flat. I tell her she needs to do something for the next 30 minutes and that is when the tamtrums start. She tries to explain that she has no more homework and I point out to her that she needs to do something, read a book, practice math, something. I try to point out that just because you have no homework doesn't mean you can't study. She refuses to listen, but I don't let up, she is going to learn to do things no matter how unpleasant. We'll see how it goes.

I love my kids with everything in me, but sometimes I wonder where the heck they came from. Is it karma, am I reaping what I've sown, what is it?! I'll just continue to do the best I can and hope they turn out okay. Again, we'll see how it goes.

2 comments:

Adjective Queen said...

I have no advice for you other than offering you the siren call of a good, stiff drink. No, I'm not advocating alcoholism, merely an occasional cocktail to take the edge off.

God bless you, they outnumber you! The fact that you are even able to get up in the morning and face the day amazes me!

maggie moran said...

Ditto, what AQ said! ;D