I remember when I was a little kid and would count today as Christmas Eve Eve. It was pretty exciting because it meant that the next day was Christmas Eve. Moe and I wished each other a happy one this morning.
The irony? I spent the morning with the girls hanging out and watching shows. I asked Buttercup if she wanted to find anything fun to watch on YouTube. She reminded me that I promised to find some old Mormon ads. You know, "It's about time?" We spent over half an hour watching the commercials and laughing at their out of date clothes and hairstyles and reminding ourselves of good values. Then I sent the girls off and literally less than 15 minutes later Fiona was in my room describing the horror of Buttercup manhandling her and how she was the innocent party. Of course Buttercup was hot on her heels to talk about how Fiona is totally different when she's alone with Buttercup. Ugh, seriously? It only took 24 hours to go from a great Christmas Vacation to me wanting to maim something. Hey, don't mess with a mom who can't clean her own house. Fiona was off to write, " I will keep my hands to myself" a hundred times. Kills two birds with one stone, her handwriting needs the work. Buttercup was off to sort our 7 loads of laundry, she even had to redo the towels she had allegedly folded. I say allegedly because when I asked her if she felt she had done her best work, she admitted no. After an hour of fairly constant housework, I deemed them rehabilitated enough to watch a few Christmas cartoons and then do the activity of the day.
2 comments:
Love the new pics!!! You have always been so beautiful. So I need some details on how exactly you got your girls to write and do laundy for an hour??? My boys won't do much unless I am like a warden hawking over them. What was your craft for the day?
I think it's because I mostly pretty chill with them, so when I turn on really mad mom, it scares them a little. Or maybe TD's lectures about how they have to help me out are finally sinking in. Nothing like having Mom have surgery to freak kids out.
The girls decided between themselves, that they wanted to make the dollar store stockings and leave them out with the cats names on them.
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