Bouncing Off the Walls

I've used the phrase "my kids are bouncing off the walls" before. I've never meant it literally until yesterday.

I blame myself. I was unprepared for an hour at the doctors office. Hayden & Rachel were zooming around the office. They decided it was hysterical to charge the door at full speed & bounce off it.

I'm sure the people in the hall were wondering what was going on in our office. The doctor was startled when she tried to open the door & it thumped loudly back at her. I was horrified, mortified, & utterly defeated. Most days I can keep better control on my brood but by the time we were at that point in our day, I was feeling deflated.

So if bouncing off the walls kept the younger kids relatively quiet while I tried to hold onto my sanity, so be it! You may read this & think I'm an awful parent, but "frankly my dear I don't give a..."


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Walking Drug Store

Allergies this season have been brutal. Rob & I have both had the ithcy red eyes & sneezing. But poor Ben has had it the worst.

He goes outside & returns with eyes so swollen he can barely open them. The scary thing was yesterday after playing outside was the wheezing that started.

By last night I had him in the doctors office with a allergy induced asthma attack occurring. My poor boy!

We are starting breathing treatments every 3-4 hours, giving him an oral steroid 2xs daily, starting a new allergy med morning & night, and medicated eyedrops. The kid's like a walking drug store! Whatever it takes to get him back breathing normally I'm good with.

I am grateful that it's only allergy induced asthma and not exercise induced (or whatever else causes it). Too bad Ben is allergic to grass-he's gonna have to outgrow this because I'm NOT keeping him inside all summer!




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Summertime BLUEs

Ever since spring break ended I've been excited for school to be out for the summer.

Day 2 of summer break & now I'm wondering...what was I thinking?

My house is more disastrous than normal. The fighting is intensified. Errands that would've taken 30 minutes now take 2 hours. All of that is manageable.

Then there's this:

I woke up to blue Avatar-style children. Don't be fooled when the markers say washable. The color may fade but everything still has a blue hue to it.

Hayden is STILL blue. I don't dare scrub any harder for fear I'll take off his top layer of skin. The only reason his chest isn't blue also is because he had a shirt on...yes it was blue too. Now, I would have laughed if it was only the children that were blue (all of them had blue splotches on them, Hayden was simply the worst) BUT...

My carpet was blue. My hardwood was blue. My leather sofa was blue. My mini tan recliner was blue...Do you sense the theme?

I was NOT blue. I was a little GREEN because it made me sick when I struggled to clean the carpet. I was probably RED in the face as I yelled at my BLUE children (yes I just admitted publicly that I yelled at my kids...no point in pretending I didn't, my neighbors can most likely attest to this anyway).

I find myself wondering...

How many more days until school starts?


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