Ahhh, the joy of having a paid day off work to stay home and have Cleanfest 2009! I sent the critters to daycare this morning so I could clean our floors (yes, the whole house!) and get caught up on some things around home. La Princesa isn't feeling well, so in a bit I'll go pick her up and head to the doctor. Again. Last Monday it was the critterboy who wasn't feeling well. Today is sissy priss's turn. I'm feeling really guilty about taking her to school when I know she isn't feeling like herself, but it could be teething. It's not though, I can just tell, but it makes me feel a little better. The little booger didn't get her first tooth until she was almost one. It was the standard "one bottom tooth" tooth for about a month. Then, as if to remind us that she's not just like bubba, she cut her top eye teeth. Nope, not in the middle, the big old honkin eye teeth! Now she's getting at least two more, and I suspect maybe more. She's miserable and fussing pretty much all the time. She's still our pretty pretty princess, but gosh will we all be glad when she's feeling better!
Okay, back to the cleanfest. I'm developing an obsession about my floors being clean. I guess now that there are 4 pairs of feet in this house and we actually have friends over once in awhile, I get a little nutty about cleanliness. So, since I got a bonus at work last week (thanks work!), I decided it was time to buy the right appliances for the job. I so wanted a Roomba and Scooba, but couldn't justify almost $700 for both robots. So I settled for a couple of Hoovers--one for hard floors and one for carpet--to tag team with my Dyson to conquer the disgusting (not really, but I feel like they are) floors. I did it! I started at about 8:00am and finished just before noon. Totally worth it. I got some much needed exercise (read: activity points for Weight Watchers, which equals more food for me!) and have the satisfaction of knowing that my floors are clean, if not only for a few hours. Yes, I'm totally lame. I know and accept that. It's how God made me and I'm even a little bit proud of it! hee hee
Work is still crazy. I'm praying that Miss Priss Pants isn't too sick because I'm really struggling with balancing work and home right now. I feel pulled in a million directions and the only time I have to myself is spent, you guess it, cleaning. Sigh. I consider myself very blessed to have a job. I really do. I just wish it were easier to find the perfect balance for me where I'm not constantly feeling like I'm letting someone down. We're finally in a great routine at home, and can even enjoy some flexibility in the routine without the world collapsing around us, so that's a start, I suppose. I'll celebrate that little victory as long as possible!
Oh yeah--I'm pretty sure the little wild man is going to get kicked out of Sunday school. Yesterday I picked him up early (we didn't stay for the service) so we could get home to daddy-o and sickie sissy. As I was approaching his room but still around the corner, I heard him yelling. That's never a good thing. As I opened the door to the classroom I found him sitting in the corner while the other kids were sitting at tables working on projects. I asked him if that was him yelling and he said yes. The teacher, preschool program director, and another lady all semi-lectured me about him running out of the room and them having to chase him. Then I was told that he was throwing things at the other kids again (last week he threw wooden puzzles at the other kids--this week it was a clip board and little number clippies) and yelled alot at everyone in the room. I think they were relieved when I took him home early. I told him on the way home that the ugly behavior stops here. No more. I'm not sure what it's going to take, but I'm done with it. He came home, ate lunch, and we sent him to bed for a nap. The rest of the afternoon was alot better, behavior wise. Hopefully he's having a good day at school today. I'm just not sure what else to do. We are studying Effective Parenting in a Defective World in our Sunday school class and I'm noticing that it seems that WE the PARENTS are most of the problem and I totally see that with the critterboy. I'm going to have to really focus and pray about how to parent him effectively. He's such a good boy and I love him with all of my heart. We're so much alike that we butt heads. I suspect that I'm not the only mom who has this challenge. I just want to be the best mom I can be and help him grow into a reasonable, easy going boy, young man, and someday, a man and a dad.
These kids just keep me guessing all the time--I can't imagine life any other way! Anything else would be just boring, now wouldn't it!
At the urging and peer pressure from several friends, I've finally been succombed into the abyss of Facebook. I never saw what all the fuss was about, but now I'm hooked! I'm still in the market for Facebook (and real life!) friends, so look me up! If you're not already on Facebook, don't wait another day. Good times, ya'll, good times!
Sadly, I just realized that I never did upload the pictures that I wanted to post and didn't ever click "publish post" earlier today. So here it is, almost time to hit the hay, (not roll in it, just hit it if you needed clarification", and I'm just now getting around to letting you all read this less than amazing post. Since I'm here, I'll add that La Princesa has a pretty bad ear infection. No wonder she's been so fussy. They gave her a steriod shot, an anti-biotic (she actually kept it down!), and some ear drops. She's sleeping now, but I'm not sure for how long. I'm confident she'll be good as new in a couple of days. And the bonus is that she isn't contagious, so she should be able to go to daycare tomorrow.
Sorry. There will be no pictures this time. The kids are still cute though, that's for sure! You'll have to wait a bit longer to see for yourself . . .
