i have heard over and over again about how “complicated” women are and how “difficult” we are to understand – well you know what – whoever (and you know it was a man!) came up with that theory was WRONG! you know who’s difficult to understand? MEN!!! how they’re able to ruin run nations but can’t come to basic conclusions without specific instructions is beyond me
we don’t watch tv in the morning – clarification: we don’t watch tv in the morning when we have somewhere to be – example: school days, dance class days, basically any day that we have to be somewhere before noon and at a specific time – once the tv is on, it’s just too hard to get them away from the tv and have i mentioned that we watch too much tv anyway? but despite my rule (that the husband has been informed of several times), this morning when i jumped in the shower, Kelley put the kids in front of the tv anyway – so of course when it was time for me to get them dressed (because God forbid he use that 6 minutes i was in the shower to start getting the kids dressed or at least take Myles to the bathroom *sigh*), they were both enthralled in Word World or Word Guys or whatever that tv show about words is – the end result? Sydney literally crying when i told her to get dressed for dance – with real tears – they were crocodile tears, but tears nonetheless – and of course Myles followed suit when i turned the tv off and then i had 2 crying children!
i had already laid out Sydney’s dance clothes on the bed and put Myles’ clothes in the bathroom and the plan was for her to get dressed while i changed Myles – but Little Miss CryBaby went into “i need help mode” – SO irritating – you’re almost 4 and you’ve been dressing yourself for nearly 2 years now – you do NOT need help!!! meanwhile, Myles was still crying because i turned the tv off and he didn’t want to sit on the potty – i decided to give him a few minutes to calm down and headed into the kitchen to start my coffee – the next thing i know, Sydney is screaming like the world is ending – really? already? it’s only 9am!
i walked into her room and calmly asked what was wrong – “Myles is eating my m&ms” she yelled in the midst of tears – and in that moment, i went from 0 to Psycho Mom – “you know what? i do NOT have time to deal with this!!” i walked over to Myles and took the bowl of m&ms in one hand and scooped him up with the other – i looked at Sydney and said “and i don’t know why your daddy thought giving you m&ms first thing in the morning was a good idea anyway – GET DRESSED!!!” – i put the bowl in the kitchen and took Myles to the bathroom and that’s when Kelley popped in to tell everyone ‘bye’ – thanks dude – create the chaos and then slink out quietly – did i mention he also got to go to the gym this morning? hate. i was SO irritated with him i didn’t even look at him because i knew i was gonna go batshitcrazy on him – instead, i stayed focused on Myles and muttered a “bye Husband” as he walked out the door
now, i will admit that just before i jumped in the shower, i yelled down the hall that he could give the kids breakfast – but i guess i should have been more specific because i was thinking more along the lines of waffles or a bowl of grapes – not the trail mix with m&ms (both plain and peanut) that i buy as a snack for HIM!!! why? WHY? why would he think that i would be okay with Sydney eating m&ms for breakfast? granted, there are also nuts and raisins in the trail mix, but come on!! but this is also the man that pulled out popcorn to add to his dinner plate Monday night and then couldn’t understand why i looked at him crazy when Myles asked for popcorn – seriously? then he looked at me and said, “what am i supposed to do? eat it when they’re asleep?” uh … YEAH!!! that’s what i do? do you think that Blue Bell ice cream disappears during waking hours? no. i eat it in secret at midnight after the kids have gone to bed which is probably why i’ve gained 15 pounds this year!
over the weekend, i pulled something (i don’t remember what) out of the pantry and when i did, an open graham cracker package came crashing to the floor – not the box – just the wrapper – and one graham cracker and of course a ton of crumbs – instinctively, i grabbed the broom and was just about to sweep up the mess when it clicked in my head – WHY was there an open graham cracker wrapper on the top shelf of the pantry? Kelley had just sat down to watch something or other but i called him into the kitchen anyway – i just stood there in the middle of the graham cracker crumbs, broom in hand, looking at him crazy while he went all “what???”
m: uh, why would you put an open graham cracker wrapper with one graham cracker back in the pantry?
K: how do you know it was me?
m: because it was on the top shelf and our children are not that tall
K: well how did it get on the floor?
m: i was pulling something out of the pantry
K: well that sounds like it was your fault
*resisting the urge to beat him with the broom*
m: uh, no it’s not my fault – *i’m* not the one who put it in the way of all the other food
K: well i was saving it for later
m: really? so you decided to save ONE graham cracker by leaving it in an open wrapper?well now that it’s been sitting up there for a week, it’s STALE!!!
K: well then i guess you can throw it away
it’s a good thing i have a good sense of humor … and that he’s cute