February 15, 2006
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Yes, Loeschdogg did come to a few dinners, but not half as many as he was invited to! I figured we overwhelmed him with the sheer chaos and noise. It really means something when a mother of four (Ruthi) says, “You are the loudest family I’ve ever known.” Infamous is just as good as famous, right?
TGDJ is at a meeting at church (ALC for CBF or XYZ for PDQ or something like that…) I stopped and got the playpen, so Kendall will have a place to lay her weary baby head. The kids are JUST so excited! I spent an hour fixing the piano bench. I think I did it right this time, so it shouldn’t collapse on anyone for at least another year or so. I also recovered the desk chair seat which had worn out. Little Miss Handywoman! I like to use the drill, manly screwdriver thing that it is.
I baked chocolate chip cookies today (and ate a whole bunch of them). I’m drowning my sorrows because reading aloud Making Brothers and Sisters Best Friends doesn’t seem to be working at all. I’m beginning to see the merits of boarding school and a six-bedroom house. Do I sound a little down? I guess I am.
Comments (11)
Mary, I like to use the drill, too. Don’t drill into the wall if there is any chance that there could be 220-volt wires there, though. (220-volt wires are those that send power to the oven, dryer, furnace, stuff like that.)
Unkind speech in the kids, and their fighting, will definitely get us down.
What a humorous comment about being a loud family. . . at least, it was humorous the way you wrote it. But you are a good writer and gracious as well.
We have a very crowded household. In fact my 17-yr.-old daughter was wandering around crying saying there was no place to do her homework. I guess she wanted a little peace?
I hope you feel better today. I have been having one of those weeks as well. There must be something in the air around here.
Que? The links should be there. And in answer to your oft-repeated but never acknowledged Monty Python query, The Spanish Inquisition sketch is…well, a sketch. And a right silly one at that. One of my personal favorites, next to the argument clinic.
Yes, well, I probably should have mentioned that you click on the text at the bottom (eg: “what blood type are you?”) to get to the quizzes. WARNING! Once you start with one, you will lose several hours out of your normally productive afternoon! (Unless you’re like me, and haven’t ever had a productive afternoon in your life. I’m afraid that I’m becoming increasingly nocturnal.)
hi teacherperson! i liked your comment about your “infamous family” lol. funny…
you’ll have to post a review on your reading selection…i was eyeing (is that how you spell eyeing?) that book the other day! two of my three bicker alot (but i think it is because they are so much alike…bless their hearts…lol)
Hi Mary! I hope you don’t mind me asking, but is your husband TGDJ an MD, PHD, Basketball player, or none of the above?
My son and daughter are best friends but don’t like to admit it. I haven’t read the book, things just turned out that way for us. It might have been that when I first started homeschooling we lived out in the country and there were no other children to play with, all my kids had were each other.
I liked the Love quote on the earlier entry. It seems to go with my Valentine blog.
Would you mind if I subscibed to you?
Uhoh. If it’s any help, these things tend to come & go in seasons. Today you may feel frazzled, but tomorrow you’ll be the proudest mom around…
I remember going through a similar time when all 4 kids were home. I remember reading “Siblings Without Rivalry” and it was a pretty good, but not as good as their “How to Talk so Kids Will Listen…”
Hang in there
and easy on those choc chips girl.
Dear Mary–I am praying for you. Don’t be discouraged–different families are different, and everyone has different expectations of what the noise level should be in a house. I grew up in a yelling home. I have always wanted a home that was quiet, but I seem to have the habit of calling LOUDLY for everything I want to have happen, instead of having a quiet home–and multiply that by 7 little people mimicking (sp?) their Mama. We do have relatively quiet days sometimes. But what your home should or shouldn’t be is between you and the Lord. I hope you have peace about it.
And I think we all struggle with wanting our children to be each other’s best friends. Of course, mine are forced to look to each other–there is no one else around really–because there are no German neighbors their age nearby. We do spend time with others, but they really don’t have any daily playmates except each other. I’m sure your children are as normal as all of ours–getting along and serving one day and struggling with each other the next. It is a process and they are just sinners in small bodies, same as us. I can’t seem to become perfect yet–but I often expect them to. (Mt. 7:1-5–OUCH).
Oh Mary–I am not trying to solve all your woes–I am experiencing them, too and I will be praying for you! –love,Corrine
P.S. The results of all the tests done is this “You are one healthy woman!” from the Dr. So now I know that I AM going crazy and it is not a physical phynomenon! Isn’t that reassuring!? Actually he said that the best cure for depression is exercise. So now I have my conscience telling me to and a doctor also! (waaa!) I guess I begin tomorrow or next week Monday. Don’t like to put it off if I have the motivation. And I am trying to get outside every day, even if only 10 min. And I am trying to take a good multivitamin with Iron. So. I should be perfect soon, with all that.
Perk up, the Loescher’s are coming. You get a whole weekend with a cute little baby and a spunky toddler!
Here’s to chocolate chip cookies and dreams of boarding school.
I was thinking I should have read that book. My kids (30 through 10) went through various stages of getting along and pairing up with different siblings. Of of my sweetest went through a phase at 15 of solving every conflict with hitting. She did a lot of yelling and door slamming too. Nobody could believe that little doll had a temper, then finally a kid in youth choir annoyed her past her limit, and she went after him with fire in her eye. We had to make a rule about no hitting and expand it to no kicking shoving punching pushing, and finally no invading the other’s personal space for two of them who now get along quite well. I hope they seek each other out when they are grown. Hang in there, maturity is coming, and keep praying.