The title is pretty self explanatory.
The boys' rampage of terror and destruction through our home is in its seventh day. Their most current acts (the past two days - since my last post) of destruction include:
*Emptying a bottle of 'Dish Drops' (it's super-concentrated dishwashing gel) onto the carpet, rug and vinyl floors.
*Painting the walls with toothpaste.
*Emptying a bottle of Febreze onto the floor.
*Drawing with eye pencil on the walls and dryer.
*Climbing the dryer and getting into the fabric softener. Spilling said fabric softener all down the washer and dryer.
*Emptying milk bottles onto the stairs.
*Taking diapers off and going to the bathroom on the floor. (Don't ask which kind...it was both).
*Emptying their drawers of all the clean clothes onto the floor and down the stairs.
You are probably asking yourselves, (I know I would, B.K. - that's 'Before Kids')
Where were you while this stuff was going on?!
Please, let me assure you, I am NOT on the couch eating bon-bons. Or buried in my bed with a book. It's just that, well, I have extraordinary children that have managed to make destruction of personal property and household into a refined science.....
Please Note: They usually can manage to destroy or level the house within 2 minutes....while I'm either in the bathroom, or answering the telephone and quickly trying to get OFF the phone, or busily engaged cleaning up a previous mess.
My Mom and Mother-In-Law assure me this is 'normal' behavior for little boys that are so young and close together in age. (I guess if anyone knows, it'd be them...especially in regards to numbers and closeness of age.) And yet, I wonder....?
I'm not exactly sure what the solution is. Time? Money? Prozac? A little of all three? But currently the only thing keeping me sane is...
Nap time. Quiet time. Whatever you want to call it.
The countdown to the hours where I can think clearly and not hear the noise of my house falling in and down around me is precious. Time to think. Shower. Deal. Cope. Whatever you want to call it.
And some days, after they get up, the countdown until nap/bedtime begins anew with each escapade.
So, for those of you who've dealt with children such as mine, and have raised them to be productive members of society....my hat's off to you.
For those of you with children younger than mine....gear up. It'll come. Whether it develops at 2 or 3, or 12 or 13, it's coming, and you'll get your taste.
And for those of you contemplating having children, and reading this chronicle....please know it's really not as bad as the bad days seem. So, please, UNTIE your ovaries from the knots they've probably tied themselves into, as you shrink from the possibilities your future progeny holds.
Chances are your children won't be quite as 'active' as mine.
Now, if you'll excuse me, there's a little blue pill, I really need to go take....
Happy Tuesday.
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Oh Liz! Let me tell you that...no, it's not normal for children to be so destructive and busy BUT it is normal for some children to be that way. Take, for example, my #5. He is nothing like the older 4 and was very destructive. I feel your pain. Just know you're not alone and someday it will lighten (but not go away completely...sorry)
Keep those blue pills comming, I'm with Carrie on the not being normal. That seems extreme. It will get better and just think someday you'll laugh about it!
I love hearing when other kids terrorize the house!! It makes me feel so much better about Cash doing all the crazy things that he does. How close are your boys?
Oh my! You sound like a busy, busy Momma! We have days like that at our house. I have two girls- ages 5 years and 16 months. For us, destruction usually isn't an every day thing. But I think my girls like to pick a day to gang up on me and do as many naughty things as they can as quickly as they can, including drawing on walls and each other with permanent markers, covering every surface of the bathroom with the entire contents of the brand new tube of toothpaste, smashing graham crackers into the carpet after being asked to pick them up (aparentely if you smash them, they become invisible, at least in their minds), and smearing peanut butter and whipped cream on the couch all in a matter of minutes. Thank goodness for the blue pills!
Liz - I'm speechless. That doesn't happen a lot for me. You already know I have three boys and they're all a couple years apart but I'm not having to deal with all of that. Mine just fight or cry over dumb things. So, that being said, my hat goes off to you and I am in awe of your patience. You're a stronger woman than I am.
I hope it gets better. . . and if I call you on the phone and you're trying to get me to shut up so you can get off and stop a disaster, I won't be offended. I know I have a tendency to blab.
You don't really know me, I am Melanie Atkinson's cousin and I linked to your blog from hers, since I recognized the McNamee name, having spent my teenage years in the Sandy ward (I'm Shaun's age) and I did get your wedding announcement way back when...
That being said, I really love your blog and I do relate with it!
I was actually MORE surprised to read comments that there is anyone who DOESN'T have toddlers that are messy, difficult, and go-go-go!
I actually averted the dumping of two cereal boxes as I was reading it. I have two 2-year-olds as well as a 3 year old foster son with developmental delays, so I think they're all about the same age, same size, and always ganging up on me!
I think I get punished if I leave the room to do dishes. We have had to actually lock all doors now, because they can get through them. We only use folding chairs because we can put them away afterward in order to keep the kids from using them as ladders. We are still working on some way to prevent my daughter from climbing the outside of the stair railing.
Oh man, no joke, my oldest just now brought me my glasses... in pieces : (
Well, I may know that "these things happen", but that still doesn't stop me from feeling a little crazy at times. I now have little white pills, myself : )
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