April 15, 2009

Times Like These

Ah my spirited, mischievous little children. Well the youngest two at least. I know I will look back on these times of mischief and mayhem someday, but in real time, it can be a tad stressful. For mummy. How do I keep the balance between laughing at their boldness to tearing my hair out strand by strand.

They get up to all sorts of devilish things, usually when big sister (who tries her best to keep them in line) is busy or at nannas. Just today for instance, I couldn't figure out why the hidden chocolate stash was diminishing, until they tore past me all secretive and sticky.

I do supervise them of course, but in the blink of an eye, or a phone call things like this can happen:-

They drink 4 bottles of coke zero and hide the evidence under their beds. Then they won't go to bed til all hours of the night whilst on a caffiene high.

They strip naked and cover themselves in fresh mud from the recent lovely rain.

They tell me they are eating cheesey men, but are in fact devouring chocolate fredo frogs, and hiding the wrappers under the loungechair.

They pump hair conditioner from a very handy pump action bottle all over the shower floor, and toilet seat, which I discover when sitting for a slippery wee.

Oh yes, I want to remember these times of chaos, because they are only little once, and they grow up too fast, and at least they are being creative and using their brains blah blah blah. I just love them all to BITS XX


i am the diva said...

hm, i am seeing a glimpse of my future here...

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