A Mother's Day Do-Over!!

The last few days I have been soo lazy, busy busy. Mother's Day was a near disaster, only saved by Daddy's strong persistence to keep Hitler happy (yet to hear of anyone that ever kept hitler happy). Monday he had to work and it was the dicatator and I.

I'm starting to believe SHE thinks I'm a yo-yo.. or some granted personal service maid:

Hitler: I need milk!
Me: What do you say?
Hitler: I need sumfin to eat too
Me: What do you say?
Hilter: I need miiiiiiiiiiiiiillllllllllllllkkkkkkkkkk for energy! so that's what's causing it!
Me: What do you say?
Hilter: (in her oh.my.god.someones.ripping.my.face.off.scream) I NEEEED MILK AND FOOOD!

I feed her I swear. She had only been up 90 mins blew through 4 glasses of milk a bowl of cereal a "butter butter butter" sanwich (ya..butter on bread), a banana, an container of applesauce.. now she's starving enough to roar like someone's taking a kidney!

What do I do? What would you do? I did what you prolly wouldn't have. I got up and got the stuff... yeah I know I know... PERSISTENCE... my raging headache told me to save it for another day.

Me: Kira I have a headache can you PULEASE NOT SCREAM
child places her hand to her forehead
Hitler: me tooo
Me: oh maybe we should lay down together then
Hitler: kiss my forehead
again no please, I kiss like a good slave mother instinct made outta me
Hitler: I don't need to lay down my headache is gone.
sweetly leans up to kiss my forehead
Hitler: Is your head bettur?
Me: No
Hilter: (SCREAMS) I GIVE UP!

Retreats whine-a-ly to the "soft" chair to sulk and laugh at spongebob, yellow pourous basta-, funny dude.

So, lets fast forward to Tuesday or I'll have to rename this "6-mile long" blog.

I woke up Tuesday morning barely able to hear the King & Hitler... that's waking up in heaven. I rolled over and fluttered my eyes and thought 'wut a beautiful day' words i will never utter again until i've been up ALL day. So the day was peaking to be beautiful. 3 kids in school, the King takes Hitler to the park/grocery store/and for ice cream

cost: whocares...
total time elapsed: 3 hours
peace mommy got=priceless

I seriously started hearing things in the house I've never heard before...THAT'S HOW QUIET IT WAS...suck on that J.b :). 2:30pm the King and Hitler had arrived, 2/3 come home from school... hell breaks out... words flying everywhere...if they were actually visible I think I coulda knocked a few of them out with a few!

Mother's Day night hubby took me to the casino which I blogged. What I didn't mention was king shit wasn't home when we were about to leave. He knows when we go out I like everyone in and to stay in... not like we go out weekly or anything. As we were leaving he came home. He had a couple retards friends waiting for him... hubby quickly scooted them along their way while I informed k.s that he was in for the night. 1/2 way to the casino the cell rings, his friends came to the door and he left w/them.... we arrive back in time for him to be walking in the back door..told us he was talking to his friends over the fence...he stomps off to his room. I notice a mother's day card unopened on my desk. I look at the king questionably... he said "from the kids".

I opened it.. beautiful card.. my son never signed it. I wish he had kicked me repeatedly in he head instead... if you're a mother you understand you can take that a lot better then something like this.

That was the end of that day and we used yesterday as a do-over and it was great. I got a few hours alone in the house to work on pogo badges or do whatever I wanted to. Hubby took care of dinner and tended to the never-ending needs of the dictator..

Today my Emily is 13. Though you make me crazy sweetheart, I couldn't ever imagine what it would be like without you. Welcome to your teenage years and may they be positive, fun, and memorable. Dad and I love you tons...

on that note... you got til saturday to clean ur room or you're not goin to Cassidy's.. love you xoxo..

She reads the blog, I hope she reads today if not, I'll just write the clean ur room on a piece of paper inside a birthday card I'll make her!! How is that for multi tasking/recycling/and saving!

Wooot!

My day is getting interesting.... I just may have another blog entry...

-Darlene