This is really long I recommend it in pieces.
Hello to all. So this past weekend we had Scott, Michael and Angelina for 3 days while Brian and Laura took their Anniversary cruise. So Day 1 fine...short day. We got them after I worked on Saturday and by the time the boys got tired of keeping Angelina from making Morpheus hiss like I've never heard him hiss before it was nearly her bed time. So that was easy but then "If I don't get my way I'm gonna cry for my mommy" set in. Yeah everything I said no about which were things like taking Elena's lipstick and smearing it all over her face, she busted out in a cry/scream and called for going to Grammy's house. Then I made it ten times worse by saying that we couldn't do that because Grammy is on vacation(she was leaving the next day for a cruise). Apparently my mom is not allowed to leave her house where Angelina is concerned. Unless Angelina is going with her. So that sparked a full on depression which phased neither of the boys which makes me think this happens all the time.
Anyway, I call my mother and put Angelina on the phone with her(bad idea #2). So the only way t get her to stop crying was to plan an activity. So we decide to get excited about riding the train through Mt Dora. Well giddy up the kids and get to the train and it's closed for the summer. Here's where I go from ever wanting to be a mother to never even wanting to babysit again. So now that we hyped the train thing here goes crying spell #2 because the train is broken. So we decide to take a very overpriced boat tour around Lake Dora to see alligators and such. Well 2 hours of trying to keep Angelina away from Elena's lipstick in her purse had her crying for home once again. This time she needed to go home because Effie(their cat) missed Angelina and Angelina just knew he did. But then the captain let her drive the boat for a bit and that got us to shore.
From there it was time for another activity because Effie was still waiting. So why not kill 2 birds with one stone and water the grass while we get soaked. The boys, Angelina and I made fools of ourselves on the front lawn while Elena I think was inside praying(which she doesn't do normally).
So then we have dinner(Sunday dinner style) and Elena is ready to completely mess up the house by asking Angelina if she wants to make cookies. So once the dough is all squished in between Angelina fingers and squeezing out onto the floors and all over the chair she's having a blast. One point for Elena. So I'm at the sink cleaning up from dinner and it's quiet for 30 seconds when Angelina completely unprovoked and out of the blue says, "Crissy...you're not so bad." I nearly crashed to the floor with laughter, but she doesn't like when you laugh at her even though you're not really laughing at her. Funniest thing she's ever said. So not too many cookies later it was time for me to lay down with Angelina until she falls asleep and then sneak out of the room to play Scrabble with the boys and Elena.
Best game of Scrabble I ever played. Those 2 boys are the funniest kids ever. Witty beyond wit and they say the funniest things ever. They're like stand up comics because they even tie in current events. So Scrabble is over and pajamas come on and it's off to bed. I tried to have a tiny few minutes with Elena when Angelina starts screaming my name. So there goes that idea and it's off to bed for me. Don't ever sleep with Angelina, she'll push you off the bed and when you jump to the inside she pins you up against the wall.
So it's Monday and it's our final day and Angelina wakes up like a monster. She's crank and nothing will make her smile. EXCEPT...cat chasing!! So I'm sure by now Morphy understands it's just what we had to do. So the kids are out back playing/scaring with the fur balls when I decide to go in the bedroom and get dressed. The boys slept in or bed and I slept in the spare room with Not so "Angel"ina. So I go in and go to the dresser and there is the quilt on the floor. No biggie pick it up and make the bed. Well, pick it up and it's soaking wet. And the sheets are wrapped up in it...also soaking wet. But wait there are sheets on the bed so what is going on? Well I deduce that one or both boys wet the bed and together they changed the sheets. Which I can't believe didn't wake me up because they must have had to search for where we keep the sheets. AND where we keep the sheets is nearly out of their reach in the linen closet so I don't know how they did it.
So I take the sheets to the laundry and then wonder if the mattress is wet cause that's just nasty. Luckily I don't see or smell anything on the mattress so I think he must've been pretty wrapped up in the quilt. So I call my mom because it was day 3 and I was about to bust. She decides to now tell me that this happens quite often and that's why you need to lay a towel under the sheets where they'll sleep. Good info to have AFTER the stay is over. Then my mom says wait you have to find his clothes. Usually when they pee at my house they put their clothes in the bathtub. So I check the bathtub...nothing. I check the laundry basket...nothing. I go to their suitcase...bingo. So then I know it was Michael because his little pj's were soaked and stuffed into the lined side pocket. But since he closed the suitcase I decided it'd be best to just wash everything in there.
Then it was time to go home. At 2pm Brian and Laura would arrive home and I'd be free!!!! So we go to their house, type in the code to the garage because B&L were late AS USUAL and voila we are home. Angelina can see Effie and all is right in the world. But wait the door to the house is locked. Okay Boys where's the key? Huh? We don't have a key. ARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!! Hot sun, no answer on Brian's cell phone and Angelina has to pee(and whine some more). So stay calm, don't panic. Let's go around back and sit on the shaded porch. Okay great now Angelina wants to go swimming. FINE, n more trying to win this battle for me. Swimmies on and in you go. Phew! Well that was only exciting for about 10 minutes until nobody would swim with her. I was in jeans and NOT IN THE MOOD FOR FUN!!! So now it's 2:40 and up strolls Laura and Brian. AMEN!! But wait they can't find their house key so they're still locked out, Angelina didn't pee in the pool like I assumed she had and the boys are getting yelled at for locking the door when they didn't even do it.
Now Brian is yelling at Laura, she's calling him names and I'm wishing I had never said yes to this position. 10 minutes later and suitcases turned upside down the key appears and all is right in Apopka. If I may also note Angelina held it the whole time, figures!!
So I'm free at last free at last. Kinda. Then I had to go directly to my parents to pick up Buddy and watch him while my mom is on her cruise for the week. So now we have Buddy who is much better behavior wise than our last guests. He tends to spill food a little too but all in all there is almost no whining.
As for Reagan's ABC's Katie, she is waaaaaayyyyy advanced. I tried to do ABC's with Angelina and she wanted no part of it. And as for her numbers well I'll tell you one funny part. Whenever I would sit her on the toilet to pee she would sit for a second waiting for it and then say "here it comes, 4, 7, 6, 9" and pssssssssssssssssss. So she knows numbers just not sure of their order quite yet. And she is 3. Unfortunately she's not getting the attention that the boys had when they were young so she's a bit behind where they were.
I know this is really long. Hopefully you've used the bathroom and had lunch in between paragraphs. But last thing. On the way walking to the boat tour she all of a sudden says I have to poop, I have to poop. Oh great. We're 5 minutes from the car and walking towards the water. So I ask a lady and she says oh bathroom are right there. So I run with her and get her to the closest bathroom I could find which happened to be the men's room. Now we have to talk about why only boys use urinals. And it being right at her height she had to walk right up and investigate it. She we get on the potty and nothing is happening. So she tells me to bend down so she can hold my shoulders. What the?!? So now I'm squatting down with my face what felt like in the toilet because this kid smelled like she was about to explode. So she's tying to make something happen and she let's one hand off of me and squeezes the toilet paper holder with her hand and says," I better hold on". But you can't laugh at her because that makes her mad so I'm about to bust out laughing and EUREKA....we have #2.
So I am in fact ready for a day away from anything closely resembling taking care of anyone except for me and Elena. See you on Saturday. An address would be great.
Hello to all. So this past weekend we had Scott, Michael and Angelina for 3 days while Brian and Laura took their Anniversary cruise. So Day 1 fine...short day. We got them after I worked on Saturday and by the time the boys got tired of keeping Angelina from making Morpheus hiss like I've never heard him hiss before it was nearly her bed time. So that was easy but then "If I don't get my way I'm gonna cry for my mommy" set in. Yeah everything I said no about which were things like taking Elena's lipstick and smearing it all over her face, she busted out in a cry/scream and called for going to Grammy's house. Then I made it ten times worse by saying that we couldn't do that because Grammy is on vacation(she was leaving the next day for a cruise). Apparently my mom is not allowed to leave her house where Angelina is concerned. Unless Angelina is going with her. So that sparked a full on depression which phased neither of the boys which makes me think this happens all the time.
Anyway, I call my mother and put Angelina on the phone with her(bad idea #2). So the only way t get her to stop crying was to plan an activity. So we decide to get excited about riding the train through Mt Dora. Well giddy up the kids and get to the train and it's closed for the summer. Here's where I go from ever wanting to be a mother to never even wanting to babysit again. So now that we hyped the train thing here goes crying spell #2 because the train is broken. So we decide to take a very overpriced boat tour around Lake Dora to see alligators and such. Well 2 hours of trying to keep Angelina away from Elena's lipstick in her purse had her crying for home once again. This time she needed to go home because Effie(their cat) missed Angelina and Angelina just knew he did. But then the captain let her drive the boat for a bit and that got us to shore.
From there it was time for another activity because Effie was still waiting. So why not kill 2 birds with one stone and water the grass while we get soaked. The boys, Angelina and I made fools of ourselves on the front lawn while Elena I think was inside praying(which she doesn't do normally).
So then we have dinner(Sunday dinner style) and Elena is ready to completely mess up the house by asking Angelina if she wants to make cookies. So once the dough is all squished in between Angelina fingers and squeezing out onto the floors and all over the chair she's having a blast. One point for Elena. So I'm at the sink cleaning up from dinner and it's quiet for 30 seconds when Angelina completely unprovoked and out of the blue says, "Crissy...you're not so bad." I nearly crashed to the floor with laughter, but she doesn't like when you laugh at her even though you're not really laughing at her. Funniest thing she's ever said. So not too many cookies later it was time for me to lay down with Angelina until she falls asleep and then sneak out of the room to play Scrabble with the boys and Elena.
Best game of Scrabble I ever played. Those 2 boys are the funniest kids ever. Witty beyond wit and they say the funniest things ever. They're like stand up comics because they even tie in current events. So Scrabble is over and pajamas come on and it's off to bed. I tried to have a tiny few minutes with Elena when Angelina starts screaming my name. So there goes that idea and it's off to bed for me. Don't ever sleep with Angelina, she'll push you off the bed and when you jump to the inside she pins you up against the wall.
So it's Monday and it's our final day and Angelina wakes up like a monster. She's crank and nothing will make her smile. EXCEPT...cat chasing!! So I'm sure by now Morphy understands it's just what we had to do. So the kids are out back playing/scaring with the fur balls when I decide to go in the bedroom and get dressed. The boys slept in or bed and I slept in the spare room with Not so "Angel"ina. So I go in and go to the dresser and there is the quilt on the floor. No biggie pick it up and make the bed. Well, pick it up and it's soaking wet. And the sheets are wrapped up in it...also soaking wet. But wait there are sheets on the bed so what is going on? Well I deduce that one or both boys wet the bed and together they changed the sheets. Which I can't believe didn't wake me up because they must have had to search for where we keep the sheets. AND where we keep the sheets is nearly out of their reach in the linen closet so I don't know how they did it.
So I take the sheets to the laundry and then wonder if the mattress is wet cause that's just nasty. Luckily I don't see or smell anything on the mattress so I think he must've been pretty wrapped up in the quilt. So I call my mom because it was day 3 and I was about to bust. She decides to now tell me that this happens quite often and that's why you need to lay a towel under the sheets where they'll sleep. Good info to have AFTER the stay is over. Then my mom says wait you have to find his clothes. Usually when they pee at my house they put their clothes in the bathtub. So I check the bathtub...nothing. I check the laundry basket...nothing. I go to their suitcase...bingo. So then I know it was Michael because his little pj's were soaked and stuffed into the lined side pocket. But since he closed the suitcase I decided it'd be best to just wash everything in there.
Then it was time to go home. At 2pm Brian and Laura would arrive home and I'd be free!!!! So we go to their house, type in the code to the garage because B&L were late AS USUAL and voila we are home. Angelina can see Effie and all is right in the world. But wait the door to the house is locked. Okay Boys where's the key? Huh? We don't have a key. ARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!! Hot sun, no answer on Brian's cell phone and Angelina has to pee(and whine some more). So stay calm, don't panic. Let's go around back and sit on the shaded porch. Okay great now Angelina wants to go swimming. FINE, n more trying to win this battle for me. Swimmies on and in you go. Phew! Well that was only exciting for about 10 minutes until nobody would swim with her. I was in jeans and NOT IN THE MOOD FOR FUN!!! So now it's 2:40 and up strolls Laura and Brian. AMEN!! But wait they can't find their house key so they're still locked out, Angelina didn't pee in the pool like I assumed she had and the boys are getting yelled at for locking the door when they didn't even do it.
Now Brian is yelling at Laura, she's calling him names and I'm wishing I had never said yes to this position. 10 minutes later and suitcases turned upside down the key appears and all is right in Apopka. If I may also note Angelina held it the whole time, figures!!
So I'm free at last free at last. Kinda. Then I had to go directly to my parents to pick up Buddy and watch him while my mom is on her cruise for the week. So now we have Buddy who is much better behavior wise than our last guests. He tends to spill food a little too but all in all there is almost no whining.
As for Reagan's ABC's Katie, she is waaaaaayyyyy advanced. I tried to do ABC's with Angelina and she wanted no part of it. And as for her numbers well I'll tell you one funny part. Whenever I would sit her on the toilet to pee she would sit for a second waiting for it and then say "here it comes, 4, 7, 6, 9" and pssssssssssssssssss. So she knows numbers just not sure of their order quite yet. And she is 3. Unfortunately she's not getting the attention that the boys had when they were young so she's a bit behind where they were.
I know this is really long. Hopefully you've used the bathroom and had lunch in between paragraphs. But last thing. On the way walking to the boat tour she all of a sudden says I have to poop, I have to poop. Oh great. We're 5 minutes from the car and walking towards the water. So I ask a lady and she says oh bathroom are right there. So I run with her and get her to the closest bathroom I could find which happened to be the men's room. Now we have to talk about why only boys use urinals. And it being right at her height she had to walk right up and investigate it. She we get on the potty and nothing is happening. So she tells me to bend down so she can hold my shoulders. What the?!? So now I'm squatting down with my face what felt like in the toilet because this kid smelled like she was about to explode. So she's tying to make something happen and she let's one hand off of me and squeezes the toilet paper holder with her hand and says," I better hold on". But you can't laugh at her because that makes her mad so I'm about to bust out laughing and EUREKA....we have #2.
So I am in fact ready for a day away from anything closely resembling taking care of anyone except for me and Elena. See you on Saturday. An address would be great.
3 comments:
I can't stop laughing!!! I am SOOO sorry that you had the weekend woes - but damn does it make for good blogging! Angelina sounds like a hoot (but I'm not volunteering to watch her!) :) Thanks for sharing...
OMG! I completely lost it at my desk...how hilarious! Sorry for the crazy weekend but, I agree with Hows. This was a fab story Crissy. I am laughing so hard my stomach hurts. Thanks for the laugh! :o)
Tears are running down my face, my campers are asking what is so funny, but they don't have time to read the whole thing. That was one of the funniest things I have ever read. Angelina sounds just like Reagan, only Angelina is 3. Reagan has that same sort of personality....I want what I want and I want it right now.
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