tick tick Tick Tick tick tick TICK......BOOM

One of my girlfriends told me last night that I needed to blog my text message that I sent to her...

I've been watching and waiting and watching and waiting. Measuring and looking and observing and waiting for the explosion. You know the "new school routine and we're all tired" explosion........
As we neared Friday of last week (which by my calculations would be d-day) I was preparing myself with a lot of slow deep breathing, telling myself over and over and over to have patience, asking god to please remember that i need his help most when they get like this but that with his help i CAN keep it together, and will-not-loose-it right along with them(you know like last year when I carried Norah out of a store over my shoulder) I'm shuddering just recalling that peach of a memory!!

Friday came and went, nothing, NOTHING, maybe a bit more picking on each other and bloodshot eye's but nothing worth writing about.... Monday AND Tuesday come and go and a bunch more nothing(maybe Ari a bit more on the asking me to beat him with his tude)but really nothing...
MAYBE I think, it's not going to happen,(see this is where it failed, I started to relax my guard) I did after all prepare Norah for this first year of all day school by having her do pm Kindergarten last year..............

AND THEN WEDNESDAY MORNING HITS........................................


Sigh/deep breath it's gonna be today.....

Isaac tells me he's not getting up and not going to school today...............
3 times he tells me this over the course of 15min. I ask what's bothering him, is there a problem I should be aware of, why he's feeling this way and I get "MOM, NOTHINGS WRONG" "GEESH, I'm just not going to school!!!!!!" THE 4th time I tell him it's time to get up I add "oh and Isaac, I don't have a problem with picking you up and taking you to school with what your wearing under that blanket (undies)..... MAGIC he's up but if looks could kill, from him alone I would have died 6
times before he even went to school not to mention every other LIVING THING in this house.....
While dealing with that I have a FEMALE 6yr old to also get up who has decided "I can't wear either of those outfits, those are FAT pants" ummm WHAT??? I'll deal with that later and who cares, )for the love of all that's holy SOMEONE get dressed and EAT)"that little part was said in my head" go in your undies for all I care just GET DRESSED AND EAT!
I will leave out Ari at this time because all I'm getting is a fit about how he's NOT gonna PEE!
**TICK TICK TICK TICK, IT'S COMING**

At some point in the afternoon after dinner the explosion's start, small at first, little things, I see them slowly progressing and I escape to "do laundry" text my girlfriend who I'm sure has 4 of these beast's at her house.......
And I say:
Norah has already taken 1 nap in a chair(to get out of doing chores,homework,bath)
Isaac is loosing his mind out of his eye balls(because no one likes him or will let him do anything HE wants to do) AND
Ari is BEGGIN me to smack his face every 2 minutes!!!!(because why not, join in and tell mom off over EVERYTHING)

While texting this dear friend I hear daddy raise his voice and something to the tune of "If I hear ANYONE whine at me 1 more time"........................
Give him a few more minutes and I gain all that composure and patience back.......

.......oh ya and fold SOME cloths so it looks like I really was.............

Up I go and dad goes outside, 15 minutes later all the piece's of said children are tucked nicely into bed and kissed goodnight.........

It was 7:30pm


silver lining...........At least we got it over with in 1 day and we weren't in public :-)