love is a battlefield

June 5, 2006

in i crack me up

When you parent a large family you need to pick your battles otherwise your brain may implode.
The biggest battle in our house is getting the kids out the door on school mornings. We have been late way more times than we should have. Usually it's tristan who slows down the whole process. She is easily distracted, especially by her own beauty.
She will often try to sneak out the door with her hair tangly and her teeth not cleaned. As she runs back upstairs to do it she will often be up there five minutes or more before i yell at her to hurry. She hasn't done anything except stare into the mirror. Once she catches sight of her beauty she is lost.
Also? Nose picking. I can't get toby to stop, so i've given up – for now. I do insist, however, that he not wipe the boogers on the wall, the furniture, under the table or flick them in the general direction of the dogs.

{ 11 comments }

lori June 5, 2006 at 8:27 am

Oh, I dread when it gets bad at our house. And we only have one! I’ve heard so many stories from friends about how hard the kids are to get out the door. As it is, Devin spends like 45 minutes eating breakfast. I can just see it going downhill from here.
Um, I also have no desire to deal with flinging boogers either. But I guess kids will be kids. :)

Suebob June 5, 2006 at 10:35 am

I am wildly curious – how did your daughter come to be named Tristan?
I was obsessed by the story of Tristan and Isolde when I was a kid.

mrs darling June 5, 2006 at 1:02 pm

Boogers! How i hate them!
I homeschool now so I dont hve to worry about getting kids out the door! LOL

kilowatthour June 5, 2006 at 1:38 pm

you’ve got that song stuck in my head now. dang.

Irene June 5, 2006 at 2:00 pm

hahahaha. I can so relate. I do hope this post has a part II. because I have a lot to learn about “picking your battles”.

marian June 5, 2006 at 2:30 pm

Don’t worry about the tangly hair or dirty teeth or nose picking. Pretty soon, the magic of peer pressure will take over with its brutal, civilizing influence.
As you know, I only had one, and getting out the door was the worst part of the day. I simply cannot fathom doing it with FOUR.

MommyMaki June 5, 2006 at 6:42 pm

My kiddo is only 2 but she’s had such a personality from birth that I learned really early to pick my battles.

Chantal June 5, 2006 at 6:56 pm

Oh yes.
If I can get Alex to go five minutes without his hands in his pants, I’m laughing.

Mocha June 5, 2006 at 8:09 pm

You SO described my life about 8 years ago. A little too well, if I might add.

Ada June 5, 2006 at 10:36 pm

wiping his snot?
flicking it at the dog?
oh my, I’m so happy for you that he doesn’t do that anymore.
that’s worse than eating it.

jennifer June 6, 2006 at 6:55 am

my husband feeds his boogers to the dogs.
that means i’m doomed, doesn’t it.

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