Wednesday, January 13, 2016

1, 2, Buckle My Shoe {A Little of the Mom Life}

My kids are 4 & 6. And they are amazing little creatures. Mostly.

These are my lovelies. Eli, 6. Zoe, 4. They absolutely adore, and annoy, each other.

But let's take yesterday, for example. I'm not entirely certain that amazing would have been a word I used to describe my little bundle of joys. As anyone who has any experience with children - their own or others' - they know that little ones (and big ones) aren't exactly angels 24/7. Don't let those peeps on Facebook/Instagram/Twitter fool you. ;)

So. Yesterday. I wake my son up first. He's the 6 year old. A first grader who loves school, misses his friends when he's not there, but also loves staying home, snuggles, and playing with his sister and cousin. There was a two hour delay when we got up. I got breakfast ready, we went through the whole packing of the lunch routine and getting dressed, teeth brushed, etc etc. I knew there was a chance school would be cancelled. In hindsight, I may not have wanted to mention that to this particular six year old. But whatever. It was time to go. And given my propensity to stay in bed until the literal last minute possible, it was time to go. I say "get your shoes on." This is a regular, nearly daily, occurrence. Nothing new. Eli says "Which ones should I wear?" I say, "Well, there's snow on the ground and it's really cold out, so I would think you would want to wear your snow boots so your feet stay warm and dry." Insta-tears. And I mean a full-on-wailing-meltdown:

"I *sniff* don't *sniff* want *sniff* to *sniff* wear *sniff* my *sniff* boots!"

I suggested he take shoes to change into, even offered to send a bag for the wet snow boots... For the next ten to fifteen minutes (yes, unfortunately it took thatlong), I discovered that (all according to him) his teacher wouldn't let him change into his tennis shoes to wear those at school and that he was afraid that other kids would make fun of him because they weren't the shoes he normally wears. Oh, and my suggesting he wear snow boots was me telling him he had to wear snow boots. Finally, after some *ahem* yelling on my part, some near butt-spanking, he stopped crying, but not moping, and we were out the door. Only to discover ten minutes later that school was cancelled for the day. Elation ensued on his part. (Until I dropped him off at my sister-in-law's house and he realized that, since we thought he was going to school, he didn't have GiGi - his blankie. Whoops.)

And this morning? Another two hour delay. I say "Time to get shoes on," a little hesitantly. I don't know that I can deal with another morning like that this soon. He says, and I quote, "I'll wear my snow boots so my feet stay warm. And dry. I don't want snow in my shoes." I just look at him. He continues on to say, "And since we have gym I'll take my tennis shoes so I can change into them. Can I have a bag for my shoes?" What the - WHAT?!

*sigh*  Ahhh... the joys. I can laugh now. But last nite required a half bottle of wine and some mindless television.


  1. Just when you think you have them all figured out!! Believe me, they will never stop surprising you! Gotta love 'em!!

    1. It just amazes me how one day it's this, the next day it's that. And how *important* things are to them at any given moment. I get it, but it still amazes me.


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