joys of motherhood

four eleven year old boys and an 8 year old boy with an attitude went with me to a giant trampoline wonderworld for a birthday party free gym jump your heart out for an hour

not to mention a 10 year going on 15 year old girl and a baby and 4000 other parents and kids....

it was peaceful to say the least

but fun....of course...

my inner pirate was completely jaded that i couldn't participate in the ropes and swings and bottomless pits of foam and giant trampolines

i then felt as if i was privy to totally secret ruffian boy conversation as i played driver and we headed back to the mountains.......while they took turns making jokes about farts and hating little brothers and who had the best tale of pain so far in their relatively small lives

my man tells me that it was total bonding going on there...i shouldn't have even been listening, but hey, i couldn't help it. it was a fun little insight into how my kid reacts and talks with other kids when they are just bein boys instead of seeing them in our little family environment

plus all chicks wonder what the hell boys talk about. it's just funny on another level, at this age, to hear them and wonder if adult men talk about the same stuff

anyway....drive up the hill get to grocery store...get all said boys to carry multitude of groceries and bags inside wherein much mud was tracked onto something that resembles the white carpet that was in here when we moved in

get bombarded by 10 year old girl who wants a friend to also stay the night because the house is 'infested with boys' and no one will play with her. (i broke the rough news to her that tonight was about her brother and that at least it wasn't like they had her tied up somewhere throwing things at her.) ((she didn't care for that analogy)) asked for time to comtemplate the extra friend coming over and was pestered every 8 seconds until i finally said no at which point much squealing and crying ensued and was not sympathized with in the least.

said 10 year old stomps down hall, slams door, wakes baby.....boys in basement shooting laser guns and hollering at the racing video game....10 year old comes out and tries to put on the sugar and is informed that it won't help, as she was already rude and it can't be abided so more crying ensues.....

go to give the 11 yr olds a break from the little brother and playfully carry him up the stairs to get him out of the playroom and he snags a lip on my hip and hollers as loud 'why did you have to hurt me?!!?!?!?!?" as if i meant to....then more crying ensues....

i sit in my chair in front of the computer trying to breath slow...

and right now...as i try to type...said 10 year old is again doing the crying voice thing about how her brother always gets what he wants and whyyyyy can't she even watch a movie with them

now wait a minute...i thought your life was so terrible because of all the boys in the house which is what caused the first bout of crying to get a friend over here?

and now, i will go order pizza and feed 8 million children and hope that there the drama will subside and look to bedtime to roll around

no doubt as soon as i sleep the baby will wake

bein a momma has it's perks but i'm tellin you what..................

oi.

be well wanderers
thanks for reading me vent

raven