Truth is... I can not be the only mother who wants a divider for the back seat of the car to come standard with every new and used car purchase. Seriously, a fist and poking finger proof piece of unbreakable plastic that would run down the middle of the backseat, thus providing an impermeable barrier between two fighting children. The other day I was about to pull over and
Oldest: "Jolly Ranchers are the best candy ever!
Youngest: "No. They're terrible"
Oldest: "They are the best candy ever! And they are even better than you!!!"
Youngest: "Well, of course! I taste terrible...."
Yeah, I lost it alright.... in laughter.
Truth is... Youngest's medication seems to be working, yet we are still in the early stages. I am also making a concerted effort to get him to bed earlier, and he seems to be getting 10 to 11 hours of sleep a night. I suspect that this will help considerably.
Truth is... as fast as the snow came it was gone. 50 degrees and rainy seems to have eliminated all but the small mounds in parking lots that the plows have left. So far this is my kind of winter.
Truth is... I am really behind the eight ball. So much so that I think I'm playing an entirely different game.
Truth is... I have made the appointment for the taxes, but can't find any of the paperwork I need. Why??? Because I can't physically get into the office. It's like a hoarders episode in there, and sadly there's nothing I can do about it. 90% of it is Tony's and remarkably it's all organized as per his system. *sigh*
Truth is... I can't afford my own taste. Seems the tile I want, the really nice stuff that looks like wood, is $17 a square foot. Looks like we're going with option #2, a tile foyer and hardwoods throughout the rest of the kitchen.
Truth is... I really need to get into the hallway by the stairs and organize. Once that's done, I can start putting things back together.
Truth is... this whole unorganized thing is killing me slowly. It really is.
Truth is... It's your turn!
Loved your "truth is I am really behind the eight ball..." line...very clever, indeed.
ReplyDeleteTruth is, I can't stand it when I envision what would look perfect in my home only to find it was made for a more expensive home. :(
I don't know what game I'm playing lately, but if it's supposed to be pool, someone needs to put the cue ball back on the table.
ReplyDeleteI want that divider in the car too but it MUST be sound proof.
ReplyDeleteAnd I have never been able to afford my own tastes!
When our three kids were young & we would all go to a restaurant, how I used to wish we could get two tables, one for Bud & me & the other for the three little monsters--I mean DARLINGS! I'm reminded of--& agree with--the biblical phrase "THIS, TOO, SHALL PASS". It's just that it takes so long for it to happen!
ReplyDeleteThere are times in every mother's life when she asks hereself the question, "Why did I think having children would be such a good idea?"
First of all I kept wondering why you were doing this on Friday. Then I realized that it is Thursday and my brain isn't working right.
ReplyDeleteSecond, this is why I had an only child. No back seat arguments and I never heard "Stop touching me"
I was the barrier between my brother and sister in the back seat of the car growing up. When they started in on eachother my Dad would reach from the front seat [while driving on the highway] and start smacking the two of them to get them to behave. Should I mention that he couldn't really see what he was doing and I got the brunt of those slaps? What I wouldn't have given for a mini van in the 70s. It's funny, but maybe our 5 picked up on it because they just never fussed in the backseat when we went anywhere en masse. Now it is usually the dogs that cause the problems with the youngest 2. hee
ReplyDeleteOh, Youngest and Oldest are hilarious! The whole idea about the divider for the back seat is actually seriously brilliant--soooo many families would love that! lol
ReplyDeleteI LOVE organizing. My Dad's office area is crazy. I've been trying to get him to let me organize it, but he says, "I know where where everything is." Despite the fact that "everything" includes piles and piles of papers. :/
Don't want to scare you but we STILL need the damned divider in the car and my "kids" are 26 and 23! For goodness sakes, the 26 year old is a MOM! Sheesh! Now, I know they are joking around when pulling that "he's touching me" crap but I swear they were well into their teens before it stopped for real!
ReplyDeleteI figured out how ro get your button this time..... (I can't do it on the Ipad, so I am using the PC)
ReplyDeleteI still want a divider, between me and them. It has to be sound proof and stop boy smells too.
ReplyDeleteDon't wait for the car companies! Make that divider yourself and sell it for millions! I'll buy one.
ReplyDeleteThe divider in the back seat is brilliant. Go ahead and invent it. Sorry your flooring is so expensive. My master bath has beautiful tile on the floor that was advertised, I think, as Travertine tile. Since then I'm seen it advertised with all the fancy houses and now I know why. I heard on TV that it's $50 - 75 for a single tile.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
I thought of something else cool: I designed the house we had in Western Maryland. At the end of the island in the kitchen was a built-in table. Under the table were cabinets. My darling little farts couldn't kick each other under the table. I think it's one of the most brilliant ideas I've ever had.
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