Can You Say NUTCASE???

So I am running around like a chicken and notice I have a text from my sister. For all I know it could've been on my phone for days until I checked...but it had only been there an hour or so. She has two boys, ages (almost) 4 and 8. I always tell her how lucky she is because she travels for her job and gets that "alone" time to decompress, unwind, and just stare at four walls with no one to answer to (except her boss, of course!)...reality check!


In the text it states, "Do you want to laugh?" "I just finished crying...This *#^% called 911 on Aden (my almost four year old nephew) because he relieved himself on a bush."...That was all I needed to bust out into laughter and pick up my cell and phone my sister! That was the clarification as to why I moved back to TX....PEOPLE IN CA. ARE NUTS (and its more affordable, of course!).

My sister tells me that this lady was screaming at how my sister would not be driving a nice car if it weren't for her "old man"...(Does this lady know that my sister makes mucho dinero and needs no one to buy her a nice car and take care of her-???) The lady also told her she should get her tubes tied if she cannot take care of her child...along with numerous other not so nice things. It ended up a bystander stepped in to tell the lady to leave. By nephew was shook, my sister was shocked, and I was BEGGING for a redo with me right there with her...If you know me, you know my chemical DNA make-up.... Happy Tuesday all!!

It's Nonstop

Have you ever heard the song by Eric Clapton called "So Tired?"...
This is our life.
24/7 Entertainment, chasing, pleasing, worrying...

Yesterday was interesting. We woke up and started to get Lauren ready for dance class. However, as she has done for the past two weeks, she informed us loud and clear, "I am NOT going!" I proceeded with, "You get to dress up in your halloween costume and dance in it today." She told me again, "NO!...I am NOT going!"
I always look to Kirk for help because I feel a battle isn't worth it. There are bigger things to worry about then dance class on a Sat. I do think that the monthly tuition has something to do with it and making a commitment. I was always told to give things time, make a commitment....but how do I explain these thoughts to a 3 year old?? I don't.

We proceeded to go along with our monring when 10 minutes before dance starts she informs us that she wants to go! I told her she had missed that boat only to watch a tantrum before my eyes.
As we rushed through the house like maniacs getting her ready, my mind raced wondering why am I stressing to get her there? Again...it all goes back to wanting my child to make a commitment and enjoy a hobby at a young age.
She made the class two minutes late and had a great time! So on that thought...I continue to question, wonder, pray....Does parenting get better? I hear the challenges become bigger as the kids become bigger!