In Need of a Boost?

I know I am.  Today has been the Monday of horror-movies fame.  Children arising early and grumpy from an interrupted night sleep to scream and complain and talk back and whine and hurt themselves and others all day.  At last they are both quiet in their beds...sleeping?  I don't care to risk looking in to confirm.

A day like today makes me feel like a bad parent.  I know there are hundreds of ways I could improve as a parent, but I truly feel like I give it my best shot everyday. Somehow, every time I feel a strategy is finally working, the children change and the strategy is no longer useful!  I can't change often enough to keep up with them and it's exhausting, trying.  Am I looking at parenting from the wrong perspective?  Perhaps I'm not meant to keep up with them?  Bah!  I want to feel sorry for myself for a little while: eat some chocolate, drink some wine, watch a movie.  Then you can give me advice :)  Lord knows I will take any advice I can get most days.

I really just need a smile. If you do too, keep reading:  We all Say.

L: Tomorrow morning, at dinner, can we split a pepsi?

S: Gang-goo Mommy (Thank-you).

L: That lunch can sure stuff a four year-old up!


Me: I always overeat when someone's screaming!

Me: Teaching the boys to clean up after themselves is such a big job that sometimes, to give myself a break, I clean up after them myself!

L: It's my hat, so I get to rule it!

(to demonstrate a pattern of Seamus's)
S: Yeah! Cowboy comin'!
S: Yeah! Stawbewwies (strawberries).
S: Yeah! Yinus good dog. (Linus)

(holding up 3 fingers) 
L: I'm on my fourth muffin!

L: I wish Seamus was born on June 26th so we would have the same birthday and he could go to preschool with me.  We would be twins and be best friends!

L: Seamus, superheroes don't have puppies!
Me: Why not?
L: Because superheroes have to leave their house everyday and the puppies would get into mischief!

D: We need to get you dressed little man.
L: No!
D: Why not?
L: I can't run as fast with clothes on!