Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Joys and Annoys

Children are so precious. And sometimes, well, not. Cassidy has such a big heart and even at about a year old she would nuzzle dolls, care for them, and kiss them. That is the joy of Cassidy. A recent 'annoy' however, is that, in true feminine form, she is fairly dramatic. She cries a lot. Mainly, she's just communicating, but it has been driving me absolutely bonkers! This morning we got up and got ready and I loaded them in the bike trailer to take them to the park. Immediately Cass started pulling Boston's hair, poking him, and then laughing when I'd yell back at her. I turned that bus right around. Hooray for my .3 mile bike ride.

Boston never cried all that much and was happy as a baby just to be out and enjoying life. That is the joy of Boston. He will probably be like Travis and up for any exciting adventure. But...his response to his wild child sister has become a bit of an annoyance. Whine. Whine. Whine. "Cassidy told me 'no'". . ."Cassidy hit me". . ."Cassidy looked at me." Buck up, li'l camper, we'll get through this together!

It's going to be one of those days, pretty sure! Cassidy is down for a nap and in the meantime I will prepare a bag to head up to Brigham. I've learned it's best not to be alone on days when your very last nerve is being yanked and spit on.

4 comments:

marianne said...

Oh, girl I hear ya. I think something is in the air today, because at least one of my kids was crying or whining every second of the morning hours. And honestly, I was taking it pretty good. Sometimes I just have more patience than other times. But when it just keeps GOING AND GOING, you do start to lose your mind. I think that's why God made sure kids would need naps. He he!

Maren said...

Clever title...and very accurate!

Emily said...

Oh so true!

jenuineqt said...

Ahhh...yes! You sound like me many a time, usually when Jeff is working a 72. Have you ever tried talking back in a whiny voice to see what Boston's reaction would be? I usually just get frustrated and raise my voice at Noah, but then he says, "Mama, are you so happy to see me? Can you show me a happy face?" That usually makes me smile, but then again there are those days when a smile never emerges and grumpy mama comes out. Hope the rest of your week has gone well.