Life as a reformed Zookeeper. Now living a life as a working mother who dabbles in karate, scrapbooking, and Coors Light!

Saturday, July 29, 2006

Boiled Lobster.....

....at my house tonight. Although, let's just skip the lobster part and settle on all five members of my family. We might as well be boiled lobster, for that's what we all resemble. Apparently, we were hanging on to a bottle of very old sunscreen, because it didn't work well at all. You see, we went on a little family excursion to a water park today. I elected to forego the sunscreen, totally in line with my masochistic habits. I did smear some on my arms, as they tend to resemble boiled lobster year-round, irregardless of whether or not they've been introduced to UV rays. But I still burned, and so did the rest of my well-sunscreened family. But we had fun. There is a park in Lafayette, IN that has a water park in it. You pay a wee bit more than is customary to get in, but they have a big water slide, a few small water slides, a lazy river, and also a splash area. So, well worth it to be able to laze around on an innertube and broil my skin. Well, as much lazing as you can do while accompanied by a three year-old or two. *winks*

...on the other hand, everything in life has its price. Fun included. And lemme tell you, the price I paid today was my sanity. The twins are kicking it into three year-old high-gear, and are melting down faster than an ice cream cone on a hot day these days. And when I try to think it's not so bad, I remind myself that if I had one three year-old, I would have those occasional moments of giddy-love for the little monster when they had a good moment. If you have ever birthed a child, you totally relate to this. If you do not, either your child is too good or too bad to be normal. You get thees little moments of joy when they are so angelic and loving that you could bust. But with my two? Do you think they could EVER have a moment like this at the same time? It happens less than I clean around here. So, there is always a preschooler in a terrible mood in my house, teetering on the verge or basking in the throes of a good meltdown. And you know what? It's going to drive me crazier than I already am. Remind me again how I did daycare out of my home for nearly three years without killing anyone?

...anyway. Hope everyone out there who actually reads this is having a good weekend. Humor me and leave me a comment, eh?

3 Comments:

Blogger Auntie said...

I was jealous that your house had lobster until I realized it meant your family...LOL

I remember when my mom found out you were having twins. She told me it was going to be some fun for your family. When you were finished cleaning up one, the other one would need cleaning up...and just when you thought you were finished you would turn around and there would be something else the other child was getting into while you were helping the other twin. Oi! I can see this goes for melt downs and everything in between.

6:24 AM

 
Anonymous Judy said...

I am home now. And darn am I ever thirsty. There is nothing cold in this house to drink. And I need a drink on this very hot day.It doesn't need to be alcoholic, just ice cold.

2:09 PM

 
Blogger Cath said...

Ooooooooouch! Hope you aren't too sore hun.
So you're telling me that after the terrible twos comes the terrible 3's?? OMG!

12:45 PM

 

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