GRRRRAAAAGGGGHHHHH!

GRRRRAAAAGGGGHHHHH! Okay, so the great thing about this blogging thing is your can brag about how wonderful your family is and all the great things you do and you feel like someone is listening to you. Or your can complain and be a big whiner and feel like someone is listening to you. Hmm, I wonder what kind of post this one will be. Yes, I am a big, fat whiner today. Faith is potty training. This is good news and bad news. Good news because, duh?- everyone should learn to use the potty at some point and I don't want to buy diapers for two babies. Bad news because, duh? have you ever potty trained a two year old before? Well, I haven't really. I've always waited until they are almost three and then it is pretty smooth sailing. However, Faith- yes the same Faith, who waited until her first birthday to crawl- Faith who did not walk until (I kid you not) she was 19 months old and Faith, who is not even close to speaking in sentences yet has decided she wants to be potty trained! I shouldn't complain, this is good, but just because someone can't talk doesn't mean they aren't thinking. For example, why is it that she always must go potty right after I have put a diaper on her for a nap or bedtime? And not just once, but several times-- "more potty!" Oh yeah, she's thinking. I've tried telling her-- "just go in your diaper". Apparently this is very offensive to her.
Bethany takes dance class twice a week. There is a "very strict" dress code for dance-- a leotard and tights. This does not seem unreasonable to me. I don't see that it is open for much interpretation, but we have had to resort to calling the owner of the studio to settle our dispute of what "leotard and tights" mean (does not mean dance pants, no tights and a shirt). If I recall, and I believe my siblings will concur, I developed quite an evil eye in my youth that I would shoot at my parents when things did not go my way. Well, let's just what goes around comes around because YIKES-- her evil eye is WICKED! I'm sorry Mom and Dad. This does not bode well.
This post will be news to Abe when he read it, but you would think you are being wise and frugal by utilizing the public library. And you would be-- if you didn't lose any books, returned your borrowed items on time, and kept all books on tape away from Faith. We haven't done any of those things so we'll either need to pay our fines (somewhat extensive) or avoid the library like the plague. How much in fines before they send the collectors after you? Sorry, about all my confessions.
Cannon has not been a happy chappy today. Why? I DON"T KNOW!!!!(to be read with a Pee Wee Herman voice)
Oh, we've had a little problem with the girls cleaning up their room in the morning. Meaning, they won't clean up their room. Well, if I banish them to their room and forbid them to come out then two hours later they might do it. Or there is always the threat of bodily harm (don't really like to go there, but I will) So I said, "ENOUGH!" You may have your bed, blanket, sheet, pillow, and dresser full of clothes- but everything else GOES!!!!!!!!!! At this point Bethany falls on the floor, "What we have to get rid of everything?????" I say,"Yes, you have to put everything in these two clothes baskets, but only for a few days. This will be good because your won't have to clean your room anymore!!!!!!"
The girls cheer at this point-- no more room cleaning!!!!!!!!!!
I stopped at Costco briefly this evening while Bethany was at dance. Do you ever walk around quite mentally exhausted and think that other people looking at you are thinking, "Wow she looks like she is about to crack" That is how I was at Costco today.
Well, enough of my boo hooing ramblings. I feel much better now. But hey, these blogs would be beyond obnoxious is we only shared the great things. And now that I am feeling so much better, I think that these kind of days are what make the good ones so good. Thanks for listening.