This morning I was able to get myself out of bed to meet a friend to run...and I'm glad I did. We just did 3 miles of walk running, but every little bit helps....especially because the rest of my morning went as follows:
- taught my last class at the Montessori school. It went pretty well, Jake is usually hard, but not as hard as he has been in the past.
- went to Burlington to return something. found that my credit card was not in my wallet so i could not make the return. Jake whined a lot. turns out it was in my diaper bag the whole time.
- told Jake he could not get a doughnut because he whinnied in the store. he continued to throw a fit and said that he just liked doughnuts and not mommy. like that is the way to get me to buy him a doughnut. "oh, you only like doughnuts and not me? and you are acting mean and throwing a fit? of course you can have a doughnut! please continue while i go out of my way to get you a doughnut!"
- went to the ranch market to get some produce. the line was all the way around the store and it was PACKED.
- black berries were a good price and my kids love them, and i love my kids- even though they are mostly mean to me as of late, so i picked out 6 boxes. while picking out boxes 5 and 6 Jake climbed on the side of the cart and used Mika's car seat to pull him up. by doing this he tipped the cart over with Mika and her car seat. they both ended up on the ground crying. everybody came to help me and while my kids were still hysterical an employee tried to get me to come with her to fill out an incident report. I finally told her that I had to calm my kids down (rather sternly) and she went away- never to be seen again. The rest of the time I was a the store people wanted to help me and let me cut in line! Jake whined and wanted me to hold him. I guess if you want people to be nice to you in a crazy busy store you just have to let your kids fall on the floor.
- Jake got to pick out candy. this was a no no, because he usually has to behave in a store to get candy. He ate all of it and did not save a piece for Maes, even though I asked him to.
Then Maesyn came home....and the two started fighting. I think I can handle one whiner, but when they both go at it I go crazy. Now things are back to normal, and I'm spent.
I think I'll take a bath and see if I can make it until my next endeavor...my last family class at the Montessori school. oh, and it is just 2:45pm