Wall paper removal by Lawrence

Law was a little upset about his naptime yesterday. I was one tired mommy. So I let him up there for a while. I could hear him moving his bed, but didn't know the damage he was doing until after he woke up from his nap. see following picture:




Law at his best singing O come let us adore him:

Library

One of the things I was excited about in moving back to the states was the public library! WOOHOO.

Well, after yesterday, I'm not sure I'm taking both my kids there again for a while, maybe around the due date of the books. . . we'll see.

Any wisdom seasoned american mothers? Caroline is fine, we went for reading time. Lawrence on the other hand gave me a run for my $. They have these buckets of toys they put out for between reading times. We get there right before a reading time, but not right at reading time, so my kids find some toys. Well as soon as Law gets attached to some rings(he calls bagels) they librarian comes along and tries to get him to let go of them. OHHH NOOO, he's not giving them up. I, a little embarrased ask him to give them to her and then proceed to take them out of his hand. Imagine a almost 2 year old screaming "Bagel, Bagel I want my bagel" over and over at the top of his lungs. Now, I'm 5 months prego, and I'm trying to hold down my big boy. I try taking him to the water fountain, no go, the train table, uh uh, the other section of the library, no way "bagel, bagel I want my bagel" Ok, I'm done. Lets get Caroline and go home. Wait, how do I get Caroline in the middle of 10 kids and 10 parents? Ok, no ones helping. Everyones looking at me. Law is still screaming. Can't I just give him a darn bagel? NO, I can't give in, everyones watching, then all their little kids are going to want their version of a bagel. AHHHHHHHH.

So, I don't think its fair to rip Car out of the reading time, nor can I handle 2 screamin kids. So I give him 1 of the bagels. He is still crying, but a bit consoled. The librarian is opening in a round of Old MacDonald and that grabs his attention. . . Ok, its over, toys out again. I survived.

But come on. At first I was mad at the stupid library for having toys at all. Isnt' this reading time? Then I was mad at the librarian for making him give them up, can't he just keep the bagels? Then I was mad at all the calm mothers and fathers sitting there not helping me out, HELP!! Then I thought, maybe I'm the nutcase. Maybe my kids are way out of control. Maybe I just shouldn't go out.

Ok, I feel better. But I still won't be going back to the library with Lawrence anytime soon.. .

Meg

A little meeting of the neighbors. It worked! We met a bunch of them and talked with them for a few minutes!



























My new highlights. Better Glynnis, better. . .

One of those days. AAAAHHHHH. The kids seem to be at each other all the time. Maybe I'm trying to do too much, you know, the dishes, the laundry, freeze the meat before it goes bad. . . I don't know. I have them quiet at the moment, no they have themselves quiet at the moment. but I couldn't resist writing in the midst of the chaos. Today I went to the Post Office and its the 2nd time I've gone and dreaded it as my kids go nuts there. I bribed them with candy the whole time and it went better, but I told the post office man(praise the Lord hes a sweet one) that I won't be coming back after #3 is born. He said, thats why I quit at 2. Ok, sweet, but not as thoughtful as he could be. Ok, kids are fighting over a block. I wish Tedd Tripp would come parent my children. He'd do a much better job. Maybe I could hire him. Maybe I could go have a spiritual retreat so I can really do what I'd like to do in parenting. Anyway, I'm off to be the peacemaker or just send them to bed.

YIKES

WOAH who is that?

For Grandma

Hey mom, I know you don't like blogs, but its the easiest way!
Here is the rocker. I'm working on a good Law video singing!!

Meg

I just don't get this blog thing. I have had a few moments thinking, "oh this would make a good picture and my life will look fun" and then I reconsider as the reality is that those cute pictures of my kids in the mud are followed by me wrestling them to be clean and getting in trouble for letting them dig up the backyard. Those cute pictures of the 2 of them on the chair are proceeded and followed by my exasperating them because they don't want to cuddle and get their picture taken. You don't see all that in the cute pics. Now, I am a melancholy. really. I can find something hard about most things and live in the deep sadness of it for a long time if I let myself. So, there are some fun things that really are fun. Like the pictures of this orchard, it was actually a pretty good day! I mean some screaming on the way home and a tired afternoon for me, but overall an A+. But, friends, I just find life right now to be difficult. I love my kids, but I find the teaching/training them each day to be way beyond me. I rarely have to think too long at night before I can find a whole host of things to repent of and ask for help in. Not that I do that every night, but I wish I did. I'm praying a lot lately for patience, wisdom, love, and for forgiveness. I'm struggling to accept the personality I've been given, but not use that as an excuse to sin. Parenting is hard.

So, my blog is not happening so much. Maybe if I change my idea of what a blog is, or if you just let me be me and be melancholy. . . we'll see where we go from here.

Meg