The alarm goes off at 6.30 am. It is the earliest ever in weeks if not months. We are prepared. I think. We get up. I think. We have breakfast. I think. Or did we all sleep in until 10 am and missed the first day of school???!!! Oh... It was just a dream. Phew, what a nightmare...
My hormonal 15-year old girl has been walking around the house like an unsecured hand grenade ready to blow any second for the last three days... This morning she gets ready and leaves the house in ripped jeans and very sharp eye brows (Is that the new angry look? No, no, no!!! I shut my mouth and say nothing... lets not put gas on a fire that is already burning right?). When waving her off and wishing her good luck she sighs, rolls her eyes while plugging in earphones and walking down the street.
Soon after my hormone inflated 12-year old boy wonders why his sister can go to school in ripped pants when I forced him to change to new sweat pants instead of the ones he has worn all summer and has, not only ripped knees but also a big rip in the butt... He leaves the house with the thickest and most dirty hood jacket on, hood up looking like a criminal. I wonder if he put clean underwear on... That is the battle of the year, I'm telling you. 12-year old boys are "refuse to change clothes"-warriors and incredibly hard to beat to not say impossible...
And then there was the "Unicorn - Rainbow - Fluffy bunny - Sparkles and Gum drops" filled 9-year old baby girl of mine, who flapped her wings out the door like a magical fairy with her golden curls, rain bow outfit and new pink shoes... Hugging me and kissing me and throwing a million air kisses back to me while skipping happily out the door."I will be just fine Mama! I looooove you!!!"
It feels like everything is under control. It feels like everything is totally normal. But, all photo taking was TOTALLY PROHIBITED when trying to sneak in some snap shots...
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND MUM!!!??? DELETE EVERY SINGLE PICTURE YOU'VE TAKEN OR I'LL KILL MYSELF!!!!" Well, that is life with bigger kids. Anyone who can identify?
Note:
It is now after school and:
• My hormonal 15-year old just called me while waiting for a her school bus, sounding super excited and telling me she had a great time and met a super cool new friend in school today. :) I'm hoping those sharp eye brows has worn off a bit when she gets back home...
• My hormone inflated 12-year old boy just stepped in through the door shouting: "Hello Mama! I'm home!!!" and with a big grin on his face he gave me a big hug saying he had a great day in school. The hood was down and I could see his face. :) He actually smelled good. I think he put deodorant on. Gold star for that.
• The "Unicorn - Rainbow - Fluffy bunny - Sparkles and Gum drops" filled 9-year old baby girl of mine arrived soon after. "Hi..." No hug, no nothing. Just a smile and "I need a snack Mama". WHAT? Where did my magical fairy girl go? Is she also caught by the hormonal devil? Already??? I'm not ready!!!!!! Please freeze time!
My hormonal 15-year old girl has been walking around the house like an unsecured hand grenade ready to blow any second for the last three days... This morning she gets ready and leaves the house in ripped jeans and very sharp eye brows (Is that the new angry look? No, no, no!!! I shut my mouth and say nothing... lets not put gas on a fire that is already burning right?). When waving her off and wishing her good luck she sighs, rolls her eyes while plugging in earphones and walking down the street.
Soon after my hormone inflated 12-year old boy wonders why his sister can go to school in ripped pants when I forced him to change to new sweat pants instead of the ones he has worn all summer and has, not only ripped knees but also a big rip in the butt... He leaves the house with the thickest and most dirty hood jacket on, hood up looking like a criminal. I wonder if he put clean underwear on... That is the battle of the year, I'm telling you. 12-year old boys are "refuse to change clothes"-warriors and incredibly hard to beat to not say impossible...
And then there was the "Unicorn - Rainbow - Fluffy bunny - Sparkles and Gum drops" filled 9-year old baby girl of mine, who flapped her wings out the door like a magical fairy with her golden curls, rain bow outfit and new pink shoes... Hugging me and kissing me and throwing a million air kisses back to me while skipping happily out the door."I will be just fine Mama! I looooove you!!!"
It feels like everything is under control. It feels like everything is totally normal. But, all photo taking was TOTALLY PROHIBITED when trying to sneak in some snap shots...
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND MUM!!!??? DELETE EVERY SINGLE PICTURE YOU'VE TAKEN OR I'LL KILL MYSELF!!!!" Well, that is life with bigger kids. Anyone who can identify?
Note:
It is now after school and:
• My hormonal 15-year old just called me while waiting for a her school bus, sounding super excited and telling me she had a great time and met a super cool new friend in school today. :) I'm hoping those sharp eye brows has worn off a bit when she gets back home...
• My hormone inflated 12-year old boy just stepped in through the door shouting: "Hello Mama! I'm home!!!" and with a big grin on his face he gave me a big hug saying he had a great day in school. The hood was down and I could see his face. :) He actually smelled good. I think he put deodorant on. Gold star for that.
• The "Unicorn - Rainbow - Fluffy bunny - Sparkles and Gum drops" filled 9-year old baby girl of mine arrived soon after. "Hi..." No hug, no nothing. Just a smile and "I need a snack Mama". WHAT? Where did my magical fairy girl go? Is she also caught by the hormonal devil? Already??? I'm not ready!!!!!! Please freeze time!
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