So I'm starting anew today- I can no longer say it-I don't care what they are doing as long as they are quiet. I do care what they are doing...I still might let them be quiet and suffer the consequences, but I do care what they are doing when they are quiet.
Sunday, 31 January 2010
I should learn my lesson
Silas has been sick this past week which means he clings to me all the time and whines. Often I say in situations like this, "I don't care what they are doing, as long as they are quiet." Brett finds this statement utterly ridiculous and tells me every single time I say it. I am learning that it isn't a great statement. I of course, mean it within certain boundaries. Like, I don't care if they pull every one of their plates out of the cabinet if it keeps them occupied for 10 minutes. Or I don't care if they pull pages out of a coloring book and then tear it to pieces...or take stickers and put them all over their body...or go outside and cover themselves in mud....or pull all the cushions off the couches and jump on them...things like that. Well, Silas is teaching me he can push these boundaries and this statement just doesn't fly. This morning, I left him for one minute in the kitchen. He had the box of Crispix (which we can only get from the States). He was eating one at a time then all of the sudden I hear it- yep, he pours the entire box on the ground. Ugh. This is annoying sure, but it shouldn't have even happened because I should have learned my lesson last night- quiet is NOT a good thing. So like I said, he's been crying like crazy and always with me (like right now he's at my feet crying). After his bath he was somewhat happy so I put him in a chair with his towel wrapped around him while I went into the kitchen to get food for the boys. Just a minute later I came back. I promise it was just a minute. He had climbed onto the kitchen table and was PEEING! Yuck! Thankfully, we have a plastic cover on it so it was easily cleaned, but still, kind of gross knowing you are eating on someone's toilet. Thankfully, it was just pee and not another treasure.
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Never again will I complain about the boys peeing outside. Well at least until they get here.:)
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