Day 59: The Thursday from H***

Wow. That is all I can say about today. Wow. I decided a couple of days ago that I was going to make my kids pay for Tangled themselves. Great idea. I think it is so important for kids to learn to earn things and pay for things with their own money. My parents made me do that and I am FOREVER grateful. Even though Shawn and I don't see 100% eye to eye on this topic, I will win because I run the books around here.But Shawn loved the idea of making them pay for Tangled with their own money.

The kids took to it quite well. They were more than happy to do any job I asked them and we paid tithing and everything. Then lunch hit, we ate and I did my darnedest to get Jack down for a nap. No go. He laid in his bed for may 97 seconds, then came out carrying the full size football he found in the garage and insists on sleeping with and said "I awake!" Not good. By 1:45 I gave up because we had to leave for dance by 2:30.

Off to dance we go. I drop Lucy off, then head to the bank to get a major confusion cleared up. Jack's asleep in the car, surprise surprise. I have to go into the bank of course, I can't just go through a drive through. So I take Alivia and leave Jack in the car. I stand in the lobby no more then 10 feet from the door so I can see Jack at all times. A banker helps me, problem solved. Then as I'm leaving the bank, the speed bumps woke Jack up. So off to Walmart we go.

At Walmart I got 7 bottles of Gain liquid fabric softener, and 7 boxes of Gain fabric softener sheets, and one box of crock pot liners for $3. Then I went to King Soopers where I got 12 chocolate bars, and 3 half gallons of milk for free. Successful day. Pick up Lucy. Baby screaming. Come home, baby still screaming. I start feeding the baby when Jack sees the chocolate bar's we got and wants one more than he wants to live. When I tell him no, that's when it all breaks free.

Jack starts flailing his body on the floor screaming inconsolably. I try to explain to him why he can't have chocolate right now, that makes it worse. I tell him if he stops crying he can have one for dessert, no good. I tell him to go to his room until he's done, yeah, my two year old doesn't get command's yet, still waiting for that understanding to sink in. Jack's screaming is now making Alivia scream. It's all unraveling faster and faster. When I got home it was 5:23, so I knew Shawn would be home in 15 minutes tops. Now it's 5:48 and I can't wait any longer. I call Shawn and say desperately "Where are you!?!?" My hopes are crushed when I find out he is still about 15-20 minutes away.

Thank goodness Shawn is so much better at handling the melt downs then I am. He is so good at distracting Jack. I always try, but I think Jack see's through me, because it just doesn't work when I do it. Shawn talked to Jack on the phone and asked "Jack, why are you so sad?" Jack stopped crying and I watched the wheels working in his mind for a good minutes before he squeaked out an "I don't know." through his hyperventilating gasps. I knew he had completely forgotten why he was freaking out long before I called Shawn, it was just funny to watch Jack realize that he totally didn't know.

Shawn was able to distract Jack for a good 10 minutes, then he hung up and it only took Jack 2 minutes to find something else to melt down about. Alivia was a mess at this point too, I think Jack was stressing her out. When Shawn came in it was probably the most un-relaxing situation he could ever come home to. The kids would not stop screaming! I tried letting Jack help me make dinner, but he kept crying. Lucy threw in a whine here and there, and Alivia screamed the entire time. Shawn was trying to get some calls done he had to do for church and it was such a mess. Dinner was taking way too long to get on the table and Jack was starving. Seriously, I've never seen Jack act like this, it was terrible. He was SUCH a mess.

When dinner was finally ready, we fed the kids and put them to bed ASAP! By this point Shawn and I were both slightly twitchy and in bad moods. It was on heck of an ugly night, and I wish one like it on no one. I'm starting to feel like we are at the point in out lives where we just have to wrap our arms around our faces, close our eyes and run as fast as we can to get through them. There isn't a day that goes by that I wonder why on earth I'm doing this. I love my kids, but seriously, 3? Who's idea was that? Because I have news, I don't think it was the best idea. Wow, just talking about this day has exhausted me. I'm going to bed!

Oh, btw, my project for today was almost sawing down a tree. I started sawing through one of our trees when I decided that it actually might not be a great idea to try and fall a tree all by myself. Then I spent the rest of my day scared to death that I cut through it too much and the wind would take it down into my fence of back window. So I secured it with rope just to be safe. I'm an idiot sometimes. I just want those trees gone so bad!