Yeah ok… this is another post about a mommy going summertime crazy. I know you love to read ‘em.

I just went back to school shopping with three kids in tow. It was HELL. HELL HELL HELL I tell you. I attribute it to my end of the summer lack of patience and also the fact that my children are INTENT on proving to each other they are more in control then the next guy and know just what buttons to push to annoy their sibling… or their mother.

My God. The pushing. The shoving. The non stop embarassment. Noah picked his nose in Ross and Emma in her booming voice announces how gross it was and “DONT YOU TOUCH ME WITH THAT HAND” and everyone around us starts laughing. They were probably laughing at me and the under the breath barage of threats that came spewing from my mouth.

Of course Emma also pulled her bathroom issue thing too. She went potty at the Olive Garden and then not 25 mins later is throwing a hissy about needing to use the bathroom in Ross. Hello? You just went?! I tell her no. And she cries. Nonstop. And I feel like a complete b*tch cause I wont let my kid go pee.

That’s it. I’m not taking you kids to Target. (They wanted to go and spend their allowance — and obviously the bribe of being good didn’t work!)

My God the store was crowded. Made all this even worse. Damn back to school shoppers.

Dinara…yeah… well she was no angel either. She gets on her brother’s shoulders (cause you know he has muscles and they! must! be! used!) and I swear looks like she’s humping his head in the middle of the store. Gah. Why do my children act like animals sometimes?

Then… we go to get haircuts and I walk into SuperCuts and they tell me its a 2 hour wait. TWO! HOURS! She says to me “Would you like to wait?” I say “no” and walk out. I wasn’t in a great mood.

Anyway….. just venting. I hate shopping with all three kids together. I love being around my children as individuals… but collectively as a group - by the end of summer?— Not so much.

And just this morning I was thinking how I need to savor the moments with my children… slow time down… really appreciate it. That was before they were running laps around the house and playing the lolly-pop game before 9:30. (Lolly pop game is where they sing lolly lolly lolly ad nauseam while twirling their finger in front of the other’s face and then yelling loudly POP and poking towards the other’s eyes to see if they can make them blink) I told Dinara if I heard the word Lolly out of her mouth again I was going to show her a new definition of pop.

Today was not an example of my finest parenting hours.

But daddy is home now. And he’s on kiddie duty. And let me tell you it is sweet relief.

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