Just another day....

After weeks of working crazy hours all in the name of Valentines, my life is slowly getting back to its usual pace. The girls are finally back at school after multiple snow days. Now I am beginning to feel life catching up with me. Today I began to wonder if I am out of practice taking care of own children. The boys have been pushing every button I have since they rolled out of my bed this morning. Yes, I said my bed because why on earth would anyone want to sleep in their own room for even one night. It is much better to come and get in bed with mommy to insure she gets a restful nights sleep. Haha. Enough about that, back to what I was fussing about. Oh, the boys pushing buttons. The noise has been at the volume you might imagine if you were to sit on the third row of a rock concert. Not that I would really know what that sounds like but I have a pretty good idea. Then to make matters worse in a matter of seconds they drag a basketful of toys to the living room and dump them in the floor. It only takes a blink of an eye to scatter them in every corner of the room but it will take hours to get them to pick up. Now every other breath out of their sweet little mouths is we need a snack, Mom, I am hungry, Snack NOW! This starts up a mere twenty minutes after they polish off a half dozen blueberry muffins. I keep saying no snack we will have lunch soon. Finally at 10:30 I break down and begin to make lunch. I get out the cottage cheese and tuna salad which is typically what they beg for. Of course today that is not what they have in mind. Today, because I did not ask their opinions they want something different. So after offering them several options, which I know is a NO-NO is every parenting book ever written, we come to a decision. Today we will have turkey and swiss sandwich, Doritos, and diced apples. To my shock both boys ate everything. Maybe they didn't eat all the muffins. Maybe the dog ate them. Usually they eat two bites and are gone. Now as is tradition it is nap time at our house. Giving mommy a few minutes to regain my composure in order to make it until bed time or atleast til Daddy gets home and the kids magically transform into angels. Thank you for letting me vent about my morning and I promise i am not always this fussy.