Summer Frustration

I pictured the summer being busy mornings where we would all eat, get dressed for the day, chores and school work completed and then knowing we had the whole day ahead of us to do something fun and adventurous or stay home and do something creative.   Spend time reading books together, visiting museums and letting the kids run around at the nearest playground.  

WAKE UP!  Is what I yell to myself because the reality of summer is here and it’s not what I have pictured.  Many mornings it’s my 7 year old up before 5 AM, asking why no one else is awake and we need to shoo him away to go play something on his own.  Of course, now that I have been talked to I am awake and not going back to sleep so I lay there trying hard to relax but my 7 year old takes it upon himself to sing ‘Let It Go” at the top of his lungs while he plays.   

By 6:30 we are all up and awake and the chaos of getting breakfast starts.  Each child wants something different to only be met with ‘I want what so and so has!’ while I placing their food at the table  (*sigh* - of course you do).    The dog is whining at passing joggers out the window, crying to chase the chipmunk at our bird feeder and following me around hoping I drop some food on the ground. 

While I’m dealing with the dog, and making my morning shake and/or coffee or just picking up, I peek in the eating area and see yogurt being smeared all over the table with messy fingers and both are laughing as the other throws blueberries across the table.   “Stop playing with your food” is something that is said quite often in this household!   

They both leave the table in total disarray.  Silverware and yogurt all over the chairs and table, smooshed blueberries by my feet and now they are tumbling, yes tumbling on the couch.  One is screaming ‘Stop it” at the top of his lungs and the other is yelling ‘No you stop it’.   “Stop jumping on the couch”  is something that I also say quite often in this household!

They settle down for a minute while I’m clearing plates.   Then it starts again, the 3 year old is rolling on the 7 year old.  The 7 year old is putting his face a half an inch from the 3 year old’s face and saying nonsense words.  They are both screaming and whining again!   “Guys, go upstairs and get dressed for the day” is met with boys that tell me they are playing or watching TV and I have to tell them again it’s time to get ready for the day.   I leave for a moment and come back to big brother picking up little brother and spinning him around  while big brother laughs and 3 year old, isn’t sure if he should be laughing or protesting.   They are dizzy and falling over and when I protest, my 7 year old informs me that little brother loves it.  “NO!  Please go upstairs and get dressed!”   

And they do and it’s now only an hour into our day but I am exhausted and just want to sit in a corner and cry with frustration!    But I put on my smile and I psych myself up for a better day.  I am very lucky to be able to stay home with them - this I appreciate very much so but there are just days when I wonder how I am to get through it.  

And as I type this, am I sitting by myself you ask?  Oh no!  They are at the kitchen table, eating sugar free cookies, rolling a watermelon rind back and forth over the table and on the floor.  Each time it hits the floor, they look at me just waiting for my disapproval.  I don't say a word but threaten to take things away if it is not cleaned up within 5 minutes.  They do it and now it's time to move on to the next thing.   I am trying to keep it together!

How is your summer going?