Are they out to get me?

This summer was a no plan summer for us. I have no realized that was the stupidest decision I could have made. With moving (into a brand new house where I can't kick them outside) and running my business having the kids home with me all summer long has made me nuts... even if I had wanted to putting the two of them in camp all summer long wasn't in the cards so I just had to make the best of it.

I have tried so hard. Realizing that they are probably acting out because they are bored or want attention. So I would stop to take a break for a day and take them to the park or do something that they want to do. That didn't help at all.

I pulled out my trusty Ain't Misbehavin' book by Alyson Schafer and tried the techniques.

They spent a lot of time at my moms who lives up north and of course the entire time they were there they were angels.

But when they are here with me they are out to get me! Really, I am not being all mellow dramatic about this.  Still don't believe me? Here are some examples:

1. They decided to play hair salon and Kal tried to give Miss E a makeover. Well she ended up with a half mullet. I had the pleasure of noticing this while standing in line at the post office waiting to ship orders out. I think he was lucky about that because I couldn't freak out. I told him the moment we got home he was going to his room and he could stay there until Dad got home.  He did this before 2 years ago to her... so they were told that if I ever find them use scissors on anything but paper without my permission they will never use scissors again in my house, I don't care if they are 25 and still living at home.

2. Then there was the water fight yesterday. I was lucky to discover this when my girlfriend stopped by with her daughters for a visit. For some reason my kids decided that it would be fun to pour buckets full of water all over Miss E's bed and floor. Didn't say anything about it so it sat for 4-5 hours before I walked into her room while showing my girlfriend around. The floor was so wet that in seconds large bath towels were soaked to the point that they weighed 10lbs each. Her floor is still damp.

3. Today they took a Costco sized of ginger cookies and jumbo bag of pretzels and poured them all over the living room floor, and then they filled glasses of juice with cookies so they became a sloppy mess. Ground some of this mess into the carpet of our brand new home.

I feel like I could go on for hours about all of the stuff that they have done.

I took them to the store, bought back to school supplies, we went out for lunch and they got a treat and 30 minutes after we return home they do this because I am on the phone with my mom for a few minutes.  This is the same person that they just spent 5 days at and were great kids.

So why do they only do this to me?

They don't do this to their Dad, sure they still give him a hard time but nothing like me... I can punish them, I can yell and scream, I can try talking calmly to them - nothing works.

Are they conspiring to make me crazy? If so they are succeeding! I am wishing I could have a huge glass of wine at 10am just to calm down and get through the day. Good thing I am not a big drinker or I probably would be having one.

I wanted to really enjoy the last couple of weeks of the summer with them but now I just want them to go back to school.  How horrible does that sound? I admit it, I am counting down the days and hours until they are back in school and gone all day from 8:45am to 4pm.

Makes me sad as the only summer memories we have is them driving their mom into the nut house.

Next year they will be in camp for at least 3/4 of the summer, I don't care if I have to get a 3rd job to be able to make it happen. They can drive someone else crazy!

Feel so sorry for their Montessori teachers in 2 weeks when they return to school as crazy people. Although they will probably act like angels for them, cause that is what they do. Perfect angels all day at school and start fighting with each other the second we get into the car when I pick them up at the end of the day.