Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Kids

Do you ever have those days when the kids just drive you bonkers??? I love my kids, those of you who read this KNOW I love them so much, but they make me crazy sometimes. Just today, for instance, I had taken the boys swimming with my sister Tricia. When we were done, she left, and I headed upstairs to take a shower. Not a problem, right, because my kids are older and responsible. HA! I finished my shower and was in a nightshirt toweling off my hair when I heard Andy the dog barking ferociously. I peeked out my window and saw a big delivery truck with no name on it. Next thing I know, GRAHAM OPENS THE FRONT DOOR AND PROCEEDS TO HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH A COMPLETE AND TOTAL STRANGER.

It was Disabled Veterans, or someone like that, here to pick up a delivery I had scheduled. Which I forgot about. I was so completely flabbergasted, I didn't even know what to do. It's like I was watching someone else react to someone's horrible kids. =) I had Graham tell the man, "My mom will be with you in a minute", and made him shut the door. I rushed downstairs and barely opened the door (after all, I was in a nightshirt with a towel wrapped turban style around my head like Poonjab from Annie), and told him I was sorry, but I didn't have anything. Then I went off on my 9 year old, back talking, thinks he knows it all, is mean to his brothers, son.

I was yelling, I admit. I completely went ballistic on that child. I lectured on the importance of NOT ANSWERING THE DOOR, and especially not telling them, "My mom is in the bathroom getting dressed". I probably went way overboard and even told him that had that man been a bad man, he could have snatched Graham out the front door, stuck him in the back of that non-descriptive truck, and taken him somewhere and killed him. I was trying to make a point. And, that really could happen. Especially in today's world. I had him in tears, and Drew was just dumbstruck and stood there taking it all in. I think I made my point.

I just went back into my bathroom, shut and locked the door (after shutting and locking the front door and telling Graham unless I told him to answer the door, that he was not allowed to do so again), turned up the radio and the hairdryer and just started praying. I literally did not know what else to do. Trust me when I say that this is not just about him answering the door today, it's a culmination of things that have been building up for a while. The boys (especially Graham because of his age) have become very disrespectful, and have been doing things they normally would not have done. They've been mean to each other, they've aggravated each other, Graham has taken up the lovely habit of talking rudely to me, they argue nonstop...the list goes on. They are not bad kids...at least they won't be when I'm finished with them...it's just like they've forgotten their manners. Mom and Phyllis, when you're finished laughing, you can finish reading this post. =)

I know these are things all kids do...I did them myself, and so did my niece and nephews. And I also know they could be a lot worse...I'm just venting. And admitting that maybe, after all, that I am the teeniest bit excited about school starting so I CAN HAVE SOME PEACE AND QUIET!!!!! Yes, I am human, and for anyone that has ever called me superMom...I'm not. I lose my temper, I freak out at my kids when I shouldn't, I lock them out of my room with the radio blaring, I will admit I have even been known to hide in the bathroom with the door locked so they would not come in and interrupt a telephone conversation. This is a rare moment, people...I am admitting all my flaws for God and everyone to see. This is when this blog takes the place of my journal...maybe I'll go back to just journaling for privacy...or maybe, if you know of another mom that is having a rough day with her kids, or if you are one, you can either encourage her or be encouraged yourself.

One last thing...I've been told it only gets worse, so those of you who know me and love me...pray for me. You think I'm joking, but seriously, I'm not.

Proverbs 4:1 Listen, my sons, to a father's instruction; pay attention and gain understanding. 2 I give you sound leaning, so do not forsake my teaching. 3 When I was a boy in my father's house, still tender, and an only child of my mother, 4 he taught me and said, "Lay hold of my words with all your heart; keep my commands and you will live. 5 Get wisdom, get understanding; do not forget my words or swerve from them. 6 Do not forsake wisdom, and she will protect you; love her, and she will watch over you. 7 Wisdom is supreme, therefore get wisdom, though it cost all you have, get understanding. 8 Esteem her, and she will exalt you; embrace her, and she will honor you. 9 She will set a garland of grace on your head and present you with a crown of splendor." 10 Listen, my son, accept what I say, and the years of your life will be many. 11 I will guide you in the way of wisdom and lead you along straight paths. 12 When you walk, your steps will not be hampered; when you run, you will not stumble. 13 Hold on to instruction, do not let it go; guard it well, for it is your life.

So, in verse 10...I didn't know that King Solomon had a nine year old son named Graham. Hmmm......lol.......

1 comment:

Staci said...

No - not my sweet Graham that I taught in Kindergarten....surely not that Graham....
:)

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