so we pulled out the goodies... google eyes, feathers, leftover foam sheets, paper, glue.
it was almost the turkey disaster.
abe nearly got sent to his room for whining and complaining.
hannah, who usually enjoys activities, was not very cheerful.
both kids had sniffy noses the entire time.
i don't know if i just didn't execute it right or what, but this was not a very fun activity.
i'm sure it didn't help that max was practically screaming in his high chair the entire time - though i had given him food because i knew he was hungry. but, of course, he didn't want to eat it. i think he lost his hand somewhere in that sleeve. and where is this baby's bib anyway?
sigh... what is a mother to do? keep trying i suppose. or give up on crafts.
i don't know if i just didn't execute it right or what, but this was not a very fun activity.
i'm sure it didn't help that max was practically screaming in his high chair the entire time - though i had given him food because i knew he was hungry. but, of course, he didn't want to eat it. i think he lost his hand somewhere in that sleeve. and where is this baby's bib anyway?
sigh... what is a mother to do? keep trying i suppose. or give up on crafts.
please note the kung-fu tiger outfit Abe is sporting today (which in reality is his wall-e shirt on backwards with his pajama pants) - awesome!
after enduring the photo to document the turkey disaster, we put pocahontas II on from Movie-time Monday, popped popcorn, and let the kids vegitate.
after enduring the photo to document the turkey disaster, we put pocahontas II on from Movie-time Monday, popped popcorn, and let the kids vegitate.
i ate a piece of pumpkin cake, hid in the bathroom only to have max follow me and start pulling the toilet paper, and then i dove into the counter full of dishes. there's nothing like good hard labor to get out frustration and impatience.
i really do try NOT to blog every single disaster we have around here, because blogging is a way for me to give myself a peptalk, to rejuvenate my spirit, and rededicate myself to being kinder and more patient.
i really do try NOT to blog every single disaster we have around here, because blogging is a way for me to give myself a peptalk, to rejuvenate my spirit, and rededicate myself to being kinder and more patient.
but reality is we have 'those' days.
and then there are moments like these in 'those' days that make all the hard stuff worth it. can you believe those five funny teeth and sparkly blue eyes?
and then there are moments like these in 'those' days that make all the hard stuff worth it. can you believe those five funny teeth and sparkly blue eyes?
9 comments:
Oh Heather I completely understand. Don't you hate it when you are trying to be a good mom and plan something fun only to have it turn out a frustrating mess?
I enjoy all your posts but boy did I enjoy this because I could really relate. One of the reasons I think I can't lose weight is because I stress eat when I have those "moments" which are FREQUENT! I have got to find another way to manage my stess! :)
Holy cow, that sounds so much like most fun things I try to do. So sometimes I don't even try to do fun things, and I feel even worse about that. . . I am not glad it happens in other families but I do find hope in that fact. I love the way you tell things. It makes me smile =)
Isn't that just mean when you have such a cute plan and a hope for everything being so fun, and it ends up being the opposite of what you dreamed? I'm sorry. The turkeys turned out so cute, and you are a sweet mom!
Heath! So sorry your turkey craft time was a disaster. We definitely have those moments at our house too! Their turkeys turned out super cute even with all the chaos. I think when the baby is crying it makes everything 10 times more stressful! Kudos to you for trying! You're such a fun mom. And I'm sure Max's sparkly eyes made the other moments fade away. Good thing for those good moments once in a while too! :) Loves!
I'm sorry you had a bad day, but their turkeys did turn out cute! Someday we will look back at these days with little ones and want them back! Right? At least I keep telling myself that. :)
Love the photo of Max at the end. Good job today!
Heather, what a fun mom you are! Even when things don't turn out like you expect. What a perfect end for your post (Max's cute picture).
Heather, what a fun mom you are! Even when things don't turn out like you expect. What a perfect end for your post (Max's cute picture).
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