It's finally happened. I found myself so stressed out that I put up a gate at the boys door. And then a actually put the boys in their room and shut the gate. They were fine for a little bit. But then I heard my three year old making bargains with his sister to let them out. When I went to check on them both boys were standing with their little faces presses on the bars of the gate. They looked like little prisoners. As I got closer they both began to shake the gate. I couldn't take it anymore. I went to get my camera but my husband let them out before I could snap a photo. For now I will leave the gate up and hope that maybe when they get used to it they will not mind it being there, but they have me wrapped around their cute little fingers and I have to admit that they won't be in there much. Maybe just during showers or something like that.
So what lead to my insanity? "Mommy, I want _____!", "Mommy fix me_____!", "Mommy I need_____!", "Whoops I broke_____!", "Hey everybody, Mommy's on a diet!" "I forgot how to brush my hair.", "Oh, and I broke_____!"
All while I was trying to fix breakfast.
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