Friday, August 04, 2006

You can't handle the truth

When my husband called to see how my day was going yesterday, I was tempted to answer with a line from A Few Good Men:

You want the truth?
You can't handle the truth!

I had brought one child into the living room to have a "we need to talk about something" conversation, when I was startled to find this behind my chair:


I came down from the stratosphere when I realized it was only this - chalk:
Of course I had this book staring at me as I had her help me clean it up (or make the purple hue less noticeable, as the case may be)... Do I want her to remember - for The Rest of Her Life - her mom coming completely unglued? Big deep breath. Doesn't that room need to be painted anyway?After that incident I came into the kitchen to find my five-year-old doing "science."
From the looks of things, someone had been having a snack, too.

Time for nap.

After her nap, when I went in to get the two-year-old I was met with the refreshing fragrance of Peppermint Vanilla and a chirpy little voice saying, "Mommy, I eat all your gum!"

Yep, she did. All nine pieces.

She was a busy bee yesterday, and may get a tummy ache later...

But at least she has nice breath!

I can handle that.

25 comments:

Beck said...

I had a day like that too! My 15 month old daughter has discovered the joys of colouring but has not yet realized that she's supposed to colour on PAPER. My house is getting prettier by the day!

Christa said...

Thank you for sharing the good, bad and the ugly in your blog! I had to laugh, because I,too, have a two year old and a five year old and they would have loved to join your daughters in their endeavors yesterday! (I can never keep mints in my purse anymore because they eat them all!)

Jen said...

I still dont know how you do it and have to maintain the household. I would go nuts. I cant even keep it together with a 9 yr old and a 8 month old. I admire you. Have a great Friday.....
Smile,
Jen

Wendy said...

I had to smile when I read this because that is so much like our house somedays. It seems like on days like that it is one thing after another. It gives us lots to laugh about later.

blestwithsons said...

See.. Now moms of fewer kids or moms of kids that are spread out more will never understand. You really just can't watch them all the time. They divide and conquer!!!

I totally know that kind of day!

Michelle- This One's For The Girls said...

LOVED the Jack Nicholson quote...

I've had days like that lately--trying to wallpaper my hall bathroom with a 19 month old toddling around has just about sent me to the funny farm.

Thanks for a great post.

RANDI said...

These are the days we will laugh about later in life,right??? ;)

Laura said...

You're starting to scare me. I can hardly keep my one child from eating all my gum or scribbling with pen on the floor or spreading her snacks from one end of the house to the other. Two kids? Three? More? oy vey. At least I have your blog to keep me company as I clean up and breathe deeply in the coming years. ;)

Thoroughly Mormon Millie said...

I like the idea of remembering that kids DO keep memories like that forever. I'll probably be better-behaved with that thought in mind.

Hubby is afraid to call me sometimes, I think... one "hello" from my end and he can tell, it's one of those days in the making.

Glass Half Full said...

Never a dull moment!!!!! I have to comment on your great attitude...was your post accurate?? :)

Susanne said...

Do we get to chuckle at your expense? When you said "Time for a nap" I thought you meant yourself. ;p

Katherine@Raising Five said...

Lori - you are oh, so wise - why do suppose I didn't post this yesterday? Time is such a great healer!

voni said...

YIKES! I have to confess that your tale totally made me laugh. So glad that you took pictures! A year from it will even funnier:) I just posted one of my most notible disaster days yesterday.
It takes awhile for the pit to go away in our stomachs but at least you can see the humor in it all:)we should do a carnival of disaster days, Just for the chuckles:)

Jennifer said...

xGreat thoughts. Speaking of husbands (you did, yesterday), I often find that keeping some of my frustrations about my day are a good way to respect him. I mean, I don't hear every frustration of his day at work (although I know when he's having a bad week). So, I vent to my girlfriends and blogfriends and then we all feel better.

Annie said...

Katherine your posts are great, I love coming here in the morning because I know it will make my day better...thanks!! Just think of the people you are helping to make better parents...or those who now know they aren't alone...great work!

Laurel Wreath said...

ahhhhh, Katherine. These are the days you will remind them of, in the form of funny stories. It is just you have to wait years for them to become funny =))

HAVE A GREAT FRIDAY.

JennG said...

Oh my word! And the best part is that you really can't make stuff like that up!! =) You'll be in my prayers...

Heather said...

Been there, except mine is pencil and my kids still have pencil decorated walls. The other day my son requested that we paint his room since his sisters "decorated" it when he was a baby. Do you know how hard it tis to get pencil off the wall???? Especially if it covers the whole bottom half of the wall? My girls saw me painting and writing on the walls with permanent marker (no the verses on my walls are not stencils they are black permanent marker and gold metallic pen). They wanted to decorte there's too.

My second child was the hardest since she is so curious. Even at aalmost 7 she still has to handle and taste everything, using all things equally for whatever comes to mind. I have had my bedroom decorated with deodorant, an entire birthday cake spread upon child, table, and floor, (she liked it and climbed up on the table and dug in), same with a blueberry pie (blueberries are used for dye for a good reason!) Every once in a while the eldest comes to me with stories of her sister's endeavors. I have finally realized that as long as it isn't totally destructive she is learning since she does do it to see what will happen or what it is made of or how it works. Of course her daddy does similar things so I suspect it is inherited.

No Cool Story said...

Aren't you glad you had the opportunity to capture those memories, to remember the events that unfolded on this day, forever?

Yeah, for the rest of your life.
Have a great weekend! :D

Paulette said...

Well you can always be thankful that you dont have 15 kids like the blog I read yesterday lol. These are memories you will treasure oneday. It looks like you are doing a great job however. Keep blogging that will help.

Paulette said...

Well you can always be thankful that you dont have 15 kids like the blog I read yesterday lol. These are memories you will treasure one day. It looks like you are doing a great job however. Keep blogging that will help.

Katherine@Raising Five said...

Susanne - yeah, I should have taken a nap! Sheesh. If only I'd had a pack of gum in my bed to keep me company!

Stacey said...

Ha, ha, ha!!!
I have had so many days like that!
And you nailed it with the "You can't handle the truth" quote! That is exactly how I feel sometimes when my sweet husband calls from work to tell me he loves me.
It is like an oasis in the middle of a desert!
I can never quite manage to explain to him just how crazy my day can get....sigh. Oh well. I can handle it, too! :)
Oh, and I am going to get that book!

Chappyswife said...

Somebody pick me up off the floor because I can't get up, I can't quit laughing, I can't quit praising God that I am NOT THE ONLY ONE!!!

I LOVE LOVE LOVE the Jack Nicholson picture & quote. Gonna have to use that myself with my dear husband!

Chappyswife said...

BTW, know how to get Sharpie off a wall? Last count I had tried 13 products! 13! If I have to repaint, I'm waiting til they grow up some...