First off. Why is it that all day long Gabriela and Sophia will fight over just about anything. Sophia is yelling all day over something Gabriela has done or that she wants something Gabriela has. They couldn't share if their life depended on it, but somehow there is magic in the late hours of the night. Whenever we put them to bed, they must spend the next hour or so scheming together in their room. You will hear them laughing and giggling. You go down the first time and Sophia is in the bed with Gabriela. Now during the day, they wouldn't get that close. It's the don't touch me bit. At night they love each other. The second time you go down they are in Gabriela's bed coloring together. Bedtime is so endearing yet so frustrating. I'm glad they get along, but why can't they do it during the day. Maybe the trick is to lock them in a small room together more often.
STOP: as I'm typing this post the girls have just come upstairs. They were tucked in over an hour ago. I was so thrilled because I thought they actually went straight to sleep. I didn't hear a peep from them. When we go downstairs to put them back in bed, we find their room littered with white sheets. They had emptied out an entire box of tissues and an entire new package of baby wipes (the big Costco kind) all over the room. This is exactly what I'm talking about. They only like each other when they are getting in trouble together. Gabriela also tops it off by saying, "Papi, we like to make messes."
The other thing I would like to mention is that it seems whenever I pray for certain things I am tried in those areas. For example, this morning I go to the temple and I'm praying for more patience with my girls and also to have good health and to have the strength and energy to deal with my responsibilities, namely my children. What do I get...children who act worse than normal, me yelling, exhausted all day, seasonal allergies, and so on. You get the idea. Maybe the Lord thinks I need more practice inorder to overcome these weaknesses. I just have to shrug my shoulders and keep plowing.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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Hang in there Linds! I'm right there with ya, somedays are better than others. It seems like it happens in phases.
LOL about the baby wipes and tissues everywhere -- been there, done that (or is it am there, doing it? Allison cut her hair yet AGAIN today!)
Isn't it funny that we so enjoy those quiet moments until we discover just exactly why the kids are being quiet?
Sorry it was a frustrating day for you.
Wait--am I reading my blog or someone else's??? I swear, you and I are living the same life. We've heard the whole "We like to make messes" line over here many, many times. And bedtime is like a three-ring circus far too often. It does get better, though, so hang in there.
Jake does the same thing at bedtime. I find myself yelling and getting a lot more frustrated than I would like. It feels like whenever there is something that I need to work on the world rebells and does everything possible to prevent me from being successful. I guess endurance is the key! :)
Oh Dear sweet sister!! I totally feel your thoughts EXACTLY!!! Especially where you pray for things like that and then you are more tried in those areas. I read this post and felt empathy for you and at the same time was laughing because of first hand experience.
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