While doing the dishes today, I found myself screaming to Seth, "If you break things in our house, you're going to be in BIG trouble!!!!"
A few minutes later it was "Are you trying to break our drawers? You can't do that!!"
(And maybe there was some before that too...I'll chaulk it up to being a blur.)
*And just right this minute, I catch him playing with Thomas the Tank Engine while sitting up on our entertainment center.*
What's the deal?!
I like to think that I was a more patient, less yelling mother - and I actually believe that I was when...
-I only had one child
-I worked during the day and was estatic to see Seth in the evenings
-I wasn't woken up to screaming at 3 in the morning (which did not settle down until about 4 in the morning)
Excuses, excuses, I know.
This blog is just to let me re-group for the rest of the day...which I will acheive...after naptime.