Technically, he's a preschooler now that he celebrated his 3rd birthday, but Klaus is still having difficulty with making it to the potty, so he feels like a toddler to me.
Here are some words to describe this past Sunday morning's adventure. We were just getting ready for church!
Me: Dressing, hair styling, makeup applying, primping.
Klaus: Pooping (no diaper on, not even underwear on, just long footed pajamas--can we say GROSS?!?!), crying, bathing, washing, rinsing, and washing again.
Klaus: Drying, digging (for church clothes, that is), dressing (in underwear).
Me: Packing bags, selecting proper church footwear (for three daughters), hair-doing, teeth brushing, snack preparing.
Klaus: Peeing (in his church clothes!), apologizing, undressing, digging (for church clothes AGAIN!), unpacking bags to find diaper necessities.
Me: Helping children, avoiding meltdowns, finding (him, on the kitchen counter, pouring honey into the mixing bowl), dripping sticky, feeling tired, watching the clock, recognizing we are going to be late, sinking into despair, holding back tears, talking it out, rising above it and NOT letting it get me down.
Klaus: Washing hands, washing face, washing clothes, undressing (AGAIN!), digging for more clothes, dressing (AGAIN!), putting on shoes and coat.
Me: Repacking bags, finishing touches, collecting children, smiling as we FINALLY get out the door! Feeling proud that for such a busy morning there was no yelling, no being snappy, no crying (on my part). Phew!
2 comments:
You have my every sympathy. :)
Rhyetta, this entry just made me laugh and nod yup, thats me everyday getting my 3 out the door for school. Sunday mornings are actually easier for me because Sean gets our older 2 ready for church and i only have my exhausting 2 yr old and myself to get ready. I love reading your blog! Linda.
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