Flynn that is. Today,I ordered Santa to send him a video congratulating him on being a good boy this year. I think I jinxed myself by doing so.
First off, let's just start with the fact that I let the kids stay home from school today. It was snowing like crazy and freezing arse cold out. I didn't get to see them over the weekend because I had to work nights and Darrell was out of town. I wanted to spend time with them and really didn't feel like freezing to death today.
The combo of the video and the staying home from school brought bad juju my way. Flynn was flat out rotten today. I almost shipped him to Santa. He painted his eyes with mascara and dumped powdered foundation on the coffee table. He climbed my bookshelf and broke it. Crawled behind the recliner and drew a mural on the wall. He got an unfrozen otter pop out of the cupboard and squeezed it through a hole all over the carpet before I could even run over and confiscate it. I am sure I am missing a few hijinks that were thrown in but these are the offenses I can remember in my rage haze.
After all this messin' he was a hot mess. I put him in the bath and he used the cup that I rinse their hair with to dump water all over the floor when I was going to pay for pizza. Pretty sure there was more water on the floor than in the tub. I hope the garage ins't flooded but I refused to look in fear that I would lose it.
I could scream right now but he looks so cute and he is ASLEEP. All those shenanigans tuckered him out. I am just thankful he is alive and well. This feeling of wanting to ring his neck will pass.
Whoever said the twos were terrible has not met the threes. This kid went from perfectly sweet to a damn fool lately.
First off, let's just start with the fact that I let the kids stay home from school today. It was snowing like crazy and freezing arse cold out. I didn't get to see them over the weekend because I had to work nights and Darrell was out of town. I wanted to spend time with them and really didn't feel like freezing to death today.
The combo of the video and the staying home from school brought bad juju my way. Flynn was flat out rotten today. I almost shipped him to Santa. He painted his eyes with mascara and dumped powdered foundation on the coffee table. He climbed my bookshelf and broke it. Crawled behind the recliner and drew a mural on the wall. He got an unfrozen otter pop out of the cupboard and squeezed it through a hole all over the carpet before I could even run over and confiscate it. I am sure I am missing a few hijinks that were thrown in but these are the offenses I can remember in my rage haze.
After all this messin' he was a hot mess. I put him in the bath and he used the cup that I rinse their hair with to dump water all over the floor when I was going to pay for pizza. Pretty sure there was more water on the floor than in the tub. I hope the garage ins't flooded but I refused to look in fear that I would lose it.
I could scream right now but he looks so cute and he is ASLEEP. All those shenanigans tuckered him out. I am just thankful he is alive and well. This feeling of wanting to ring his neck will pass.
Whoever said the twos were terrible has not met the threes. This kid went from perfectly sweet to a damn fool lately.
another reason why I decided not to make the girls' Santa videos. Hope tomorrow is better
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