This is a phrase I caught the 6-year-old saying a few weeks ago. Not easy to explain that a naughty word typically comes after that and even just saying the beginning is tantamount to cursing.
But today I don’t know what else to say. It is like the hounds of hell have been unleashed. Mr. Plum is diving into a new developmental stage and it ain’t pretty. And as a result, neither am I. There is whining, there is crying, there is tantruming (is this a word? well if not, I don’t give a …). And suddenly my easy-to-bed baby is spending an HOUR crying hysterically. First just at bedtime and now for naps. Okay, at naps it hasn’t been a entire hour, but g-d does it feel like it. He’s up there screaming right now, you hear him, right?
Fortunately, Miss Peaches is sailing along. Oh, except for when she is wrestling her brother over a toy and then biting him for taking it. Oh, and the multiple night wakings. Oh, and the emptying her sippy cup all over the place. Did I mention the biting? Yeah, sailing right along.
I suppose I’m due for this chaos. For the past year I’ve heard people say “Twins! I don’t know how you do it!” And I’ve shrugged and said “It’s really not that bad.” Hmm. And to top things off, I’ve actually got more help now. A college sitter twice a week for a couple hours so I can run errands and such. It is helping my sanity overall, but in this moment (you still here him screeching right?) I want to pull my hair out.
Even the weather is acting psychotic today. Awake to flurries and a dusting of snow. Sun arrives. Snow is gone. Bright and pleasant. Sun departs. Flurries return. Grey. Wait, sun peaks again. Wind howls. Then clouds again with more flurries. Make up your mind, g-d dammit!
WAIT, there’s the sun again! And it’s quiet. Please g-d, let it stay that way.