Please ... before I lock them in their rooms for the rest of the day?!? Please!
Kairi has followed me around today screaming:
Nohse gucky Mommy. GUCKY! (Boogers were hanging out of her nose because she would put her finger up there and pull them to the edge of her nose and then insist on a kleenex.)
Pussh Mommy. Pussh. In room NOW. (Apparently I'm supposed to sit on her bed while she piles toys on top of me ... so she was pushing me into her room.)
Mommy, tell Dash HUSH. Hear Dash? HUSH. NOW! (And he wasn't crying ... he was just talking to his toys.)
Mommy, shoes on. NOW. (She's taken them off 12 times already just so that I'll put them back on.)
Mommy! READY?!? COUNT! One ... two ...
Mommy ... socks! Now! (Because the newest pair of socks she found will certainly fit over the shoes she refuses to let me remove first...)
I have nothing left in my purse ... she pushed a chair over to the kitchen cabinet and crawled up to get my purse. I found her standing on the cabinet crying b/c the chair was too far away. This is the girl that cries b/c she's too scared to get up and down in those same chairs at the table.
I also found her trying to shove "anmal cackers" down the cat's throat b/c he was "huggy Mommy. Keycat eat cackers!"
Let's not forget her leading Alex into her room on 4 different occasions just to shut the door while he was in the room and then laugh hysterically b/c "Awix Stuck! HAHAHAHAHAHA Awix Stuck!"
Alex hasn't been as bad, but he still doesn't feel well, so he's crawling around whining. The only thing that calms him down is Sister sitting down and playing with him. But instead of playing w/ him, she sits down on the floor, calls him over to her, and the moment he reaches her she jumps up and runs away laughing yelling "sapize!" Which always results in tears.
I have laundry to do, dishes to wash, a floor to mop, I need to wash my sheets, change Kairi's bedding, hang up clothes, and to vacuum the living room floor. Oh, and I have Dash all day today.
So please ... come rescue my kids before their mother loses it. Or, better yet, come rescue me!
And on that note ... a little diddy for you: