Thursday, August 23, 2007

Danke schön, Darling Danke schön!

"You like me, You really like me!!!" I have to say it was refreshing to read everyones comments yesterday. Thank you all so much for being you!! Like I mentioned in my comment I have been attacked before in real life for my views/opinions...so I am sure there are ppl like that out in the blog world too. It looks as though my ppl gage is working even on the internet...I found some good peeps or maybe its just the good ones have found me. Either way I am thankful!

I am off to do something insane which is take my 3 and 4 yr old out in public on my own,ALONE. The kiddo leashes are coming with me and I'm letting them know what I expect while on the way there. If they are good we may go to the pool...is it still open? hum I need to check on that...ok already closed during the week but still open this weekend and next...I will find a BK or McD's play place to take them too if they are good. I want to go on a search at the used bookstore too see if I can find a few of my favorites for the bookswap that I am being brave and participating in!! Either I am loosing my mind or becoming more comfortable in my blog world....it is probably a lil of both!! Go check out the link if you want to join, you have til the 28th of Aug. to sign up!

My nose hurts! Last night as I was going in for my goodnight kiss with my middle guy he decides to meet me halfway...and his forehead slams the middle of my nose!!!! Fuck!!! The only good thing to come of it is it may break my nasty habit of picking it!!

If I babble much longer I'll never leave. Oh, go head over to Swampy's place its her One year Blogiversary!!

Peace out!

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I just wanted to say there will be a rather large follow up Edit to this post after my kids are in bed....good times....good times....

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Now the rest of the story….

I fed my 2 guys, we drove the 30 minutes to get to the nearest bookstore…sad I know! On the way I talk to them about what I expect: hold my hands, NO running, if I have to let go of your hand (I only have 2, I do not have 6) you stay close enough so I can touch you, no screaming, listen to mommy and do what I tell you to do….

I go over the quick version again as I open the car door. I get eye contact, I’m on their level I have at least the oldest repeat what I expect. We are holding hands…all is good. The bookstore is awesome. Lots of nic nacks and breakables…WTF?! This isn’t supposed to be a china shop! So, I was in a high end new to me book store! Nothing was in alphabetical order. COME ON! They don’t take just any old book so why throw them on the shelves willy nilly? Hmm? Its at this point after only 3 to 5 minutes of me looking for the book that the natives get restless. I am trying to read titles while keeping them engaged “find that color” “ohh do you see that monkey?” still not happy.

Oh look here! There is a place to walk over to the next isle of shelving right in the middle of the first isle! They have their tall bookshelf rows put together like a fucking maize!!! Are you kidding me? My boys are gone and what do they find but the counter where their cash register is and what starts at my hip and goes all the way to the damn floor? Yup you guessed it CANDY! My boys grab and ask, and I say not if you keep running. You have to stay with me, not run and use your inside voice! They were screaming and loud and totally ruining the ambiance!

This is the point where I ask to see if they have a certain book. Boys start running again. I threaten leash which makes the youngest go berserk with his screaming. She says no, and laughs at my title… I go check out the kids books! My boys love reading. I got maybe 3 minutes of them looking through the books so I could see what they had. I found 2 good kids books and one book my middle guy picked out. I would never tell my child they cant have a book because they aren’t being good.

Through all of this there was a LOT more running through the maize and I mean MASSIVE amounts. I asked about another book and the answer was no. It is all such a blur now…I did put the leash on the middle guy but he played tug-o-war with me. The youngest did more running and blood curdling screams when I told him to stop running or I would put the leash on him. Yeah I could only find one. I know I have 3! So I check out, trying to sign my name while the middle guy is still trying to play tug-o-war and the youngest is screaming because I said NO to the CANDY because he was a bad boy and didn’t listen. I had to carry the youngest out. Middle guy figured out how to take the leash off….I let him. They fussed about not wanting to get in the car. Then they thought they got gum…NO you were BIG PIECES OF SHIT…I didn’t say that but it was screaming in my head. Then it was, “now we get to go to a park”. A what? Nope no way no how…you don’t act like you just did in public and get rewarded. I had told them we would go if they were good. So they got nothin’ At least I stuck to my guns, could have maybe threatened more in the store reminded what they were going to loose…counted to 3 or something. I knew I was out of my mind taking them out in public. I even mentioned to the store worker that I knew I was nuts doing this before I even left the house, that this was why I never take them anywhere. She even asked me again if I was sure I didn’t want to have them order the book. I said naah I have read it.

The Mother Trip: Hip Mama’s Guide to Staying Sane in the Chaos of Motherhood.

Very fitting wasn’t it?

I have to say my re-telling of my disastrous outing does not even come close to the hell that was those maybe 30 minutes spent in the store. I sure felt like I was that mother that everyone talks about…”oh she needs to control her kids”

I never gave in!

8 comments:

Beckie said...

Oh, the nose things hurt...

I am doing the book swap...I gues I should think of a book to send. Hmmm.

Sauntering Soul said...

As a child, I was watching my older brother play basketball. Well, actually I had my head turned looking a cute boy at the other end of the court on the sidelines. Everyone around me started yelling so I turned my head back around. Just in time for the basketball to come flying off the court and whack me right in the nose. Dang that hurts. I feel for ya'.

Robinella said...

I have to tell you why I "luv ya like a sis". I love that you take the time to get to "know" your fellow bloggers. You wrote something like that on mine and I just read all 40 of your comments on Swampy's - so obviously, you've spent time there. :-)

So now I am off to blow your sitemeter timer thing off the hizzle.

Robinella said...

Phew! I'm done and it is only 12:40 am!!! So now I am off to bed. If I lived near you, I would take my kids out in public with you and we could just tell all the others to fuck off! I have threatened to never leave the house again, but damn it, I am not a homebody. Can't do it, gotta go, you know. Oh well, eyes burning, must get sleep. "see" you soon.

PS Fianna and you are lucky to have one another.

Pamela said...

take them to the park first and tie their leashes to the merry-go-round for an hour or so. Wear them out....
then go to the book store.
(giggle)

OR... take them to grandma's house.
I don't live close enough to offer that service to my daughters. Sad....

Anonymous said...

My son actually broke my nose 2 years ago and I had to have surgery to fix it. Damn hard headed kids.

I like Pamela's suggestion about wearing the kids out first. Hmmmmm, I wonder if the same would hold true for my husband......

Kaytabug said...

Yea the nose is still hurting... I actually thought about doing Pamela's suggestion even before I left but thought I'd have 2 tuckered out kids and they would be cranky in the over tired way...It is possibly worth a shot if I ever HAVE to do something like that again. I plan on going again Sat...ALONE while the hubs stays home with the kids...I knew better...

Debs said...

U a brave soul! It was hard for me take out my two when they were little. But like you said, stick to your guns and they learn that you are serious. :)

I have left the store not buying a thing because kids were acting out. They both learned mama means what she says. ;)