Ho hum. Ho hum. Ho hum.
I suspect I would not get the mother-of-the-year award today. I tried, and I was trying. Am I always nagging? I'm hoping it's the age and that by 2 years, 9 months, 26 days (tomorrow), Adeline will grow out of this stage. She will suddenly want to put on only one layer of clothes (or clothes at all) and will allow us to put on any pajamas we can find.
Or that miraculously, tomorrow, Cole and George stop long enough to listen and then actually put their shoes on and not go out in the rain in only their socks. While I'm at it, they'll stay in their seats (and sit, not stand) at dinner and not scream above each other to be heard. They'll wash their hands before eating before I send them from the table to wash them. They'll put their own toys back and actually finish the 25 puzzles they pull down and dump in 2 minutes.
Oh, wait, yeah, they are 2, 4, and 5... something I have to remind myself. But still... socks in the rain? I see nagging in my future.
Just call it "setting boundaries" instead of nagging and you'll already feel better about it!
Posted by: Ellen | January 24, 2010 at 05:42 AM