It's days like today I don't normally document on my blog. But because I had the great idea to write about everyday in September, here goes nothing...
I made a trip to the grocery with two boys in tow. It nearly ended in tears for all three of us! Camden got mad because I wouldn't buy him a "lunch box" lunchable, so he started screaming and yelling. Telling me how mean I am and how I never let him have anything fun. When I didn't give in to his antics he started with the water works.
Apparently his water works struck the wrong cord with Jace because shortly after Camden started crying, Jace began hitting him and telling him he's "nnoying and too loud". This resulted in a full on boxing match right there in the shopping cart. There was nothing this referee could do other than remove one of them from the situation. Camden was now told he was walking and had to keep a death grip on the cart. If I saw it even so much as loosen up one tiny bit, he got the lobster claw right on his shoulder. I meant business.
Jace took walking along side the cart as a privilege, and started into a raging fit. He was shaking his face while making a fist with both hands and yelling. Not a sad yell, it was his 'I'm gonna kill whoever and whatever I can get my hands on' because I'm mad, kind of a yell. This lasted all the way out the store, and in the car on our way to Shady Acres.
Shady Acres is the gas station where I go every day minus one, to get my fix. My escape from reality. My Diet Dr. Pepper. When I pulled into the parking lot, I went around back. I took a deep breath, unloaded both kids from their car seats, and sat in the back of the car where I could hold and love on both of them. Apparently they needed some serious love because everything I said and did was wrong. I held them until we all felt a little better. I went in and got my Dr. Pepper(for free cause that's how they treat their regulars...we're tight like that), and sipped my bad feelings away as we drove the rest of the way home.
Home is where I cleaned bathrooms, vacuumed, did laundry, mowed the lawn, and made a peach pie.
Now the boys are in their beds. I feel exhausted, but rather accomplished.