I’ve had another post with that title. No surprise, that. This time it’s the boys who’re driving me nuts (when isn’t it?). Ethan is being very cute and sweet… when he’s not being a little shit and clinging to me like a wet noodle and never giving me a moment alone. Victor is being Super Whiny Boy and cries/screams/whines at the drop of a hat (or the possibility of a hat, somewhere, falling to the ground). I’m bordering on running away and mixing up some “special” kool aid for the boys (kidding, calm down!).

I remember a stage, about now, that Ethan went through similar to Victor now wherein he drove me nuts and was just an adorable sweet pain in my ass. I know it will pass. I will.

I also know we have some new house rules:

  1. No more bottles for Victor (they’re too easy to drip all over the carpet and make messes with).
  2. No more drinking juice/milk unless you’re sitting at the table.
  3. Only water is allowed to wander around the house. (our water has legs, doesn’t yours?)
  4. Ethan is to be potty trained immediately starting immediately and with no learning curve. Where’s that switch?
  5. Mommy is allowed to drink a lot more and whenever she needs it because holy.crap.people.

I’ve an order of soap making supplies due to be delivered today, but given it’s already 3pm I have my doubts it’s going to arrive. That sucks. I had my hopes all up in that. Well it arrived, but one of the liquid’s had a faulty cap and spilled a bit – not much that I can tell, but still ugh. It’s here, though, so maybe I’ll cook up something tonight. At least there’s a Max & Ruby marathon tomorrow afternoon. Ethan’ll be glued to the tele for that, let me tell you! *eyes ROLL at how pathetic I am*

One Response to “Kicking My Butt (again)”

  1. Dee Says:

    *nods* I’ve noticed myself eyeing the wine section more than once lately…

    Good luck with potty training. I’m still not brave enough to let them anywhere near the bathroom.