My Beautiful Day

For those of you who don't see me with my family on a very regular basis, that sentence is one that may sound completely crazy - but at the Rude household, it's an everyday phrase. I hear it from my three-year-old. When he wants to cuddle and rest, he also wants to put my hair in his ear. It may be a comfort thing ... ... or it might just be a really great way to pass the time - I really don't know! Sometimes I can convince him to use something else to put in his ear - the fringe of my scarf or his fuzzy blanket - just to keep going during the day (let's face it, with a family of six, there's a lot to be done!). But by the end of the day I hear it again, "I want to put your hair in my ear!" What can I say? I love the boy and thus we snuggle up and one of his thumbs goes into his mouth and my hair goes into his ear. It's an odd way to bond, but in the Rude home it's a very regular occurrance :) My dear, sweet Colin .. how I love you!!

Where you have SO MUCH you planned to do, and somehow the day slips away and you miss out on many of those things? Or how about one where you know you should be making dinner, but you're glued to facebook instead? Or maybe one where you should be dealing with the crazy child spinning in circles at your feet, but instead you write a new blog entry? Or maybe, just maybe, you had a day where you took your child to lunch and he told you that HE was the parent and HE was going to spank YOU if YOU were naughty?! Or maybe you visited your husband at work and stayed so long that you had to ask your neighbors to see your daughter off the bus and you didn't get to ANY of the grocery shopping you had planned? Was that you? Or was it me?! I'll never tell .... :)

And I feel darn right guilty about it! I woke from a VERY restless night of sleep, and got up in time to see Claire off to the bus. As she's walking out the door, the phone rings - my Monte is calling to inform me that school has been cancelled today due to the extreme cold. So I yell outside for Claire to come back, she does so, changes into her jammies, and we both crawl back in bed. Perfect morning, right? WRONG. My boys were fighting over a video game this morning and one of them decided to resolve the fight by punching the other in the head. Nice. My youngest was just completely out of sorts and throwing fits from the get-go, which left me more than irritated! So I dealt with them as I felt was necessary, then the phone rang again! Once again - it was my Monte, just calling to see how my morning had gone. After telling him how completely ANGRY I was about everything that happened, I know he was sitting on the other end of the line, searching desperately for something t...

After reading Melissa's blog , I felt compelled to join in and share my White Trash Wednesday story. This past week, Monte and I were making sandwiches for the kids. Our oldest three had eaten while the youngest was napping. They got done eating, threw the remains of their sandwiches in the garbage and scooted off to play. Then our 'Baby Bald Head' woke up and was ready for a sandwich. What does Monte do? He reaches in the garbage and pulls out the 'perfectly good cheese', wipes it off, and puts it on Colin's sandwich! Nasty!!!!!

This morning, I absolutely did NOT talk to my sister on the phone and let Ellis entertain Colin until he had to leave for school. Nope, not me. I did NOT put Colin back to bed after breakfast because he was being grumpy. I did not then bring Colin to my neighbor's house so I could go grocery shopping in peace ... and I did not get that idea from Colin himself! I did NOT tear apart my whole kitchen while trying to put away the groceries I bought - nope! I did not tell Colin he could NOT go to sleep at 3:30 this afternoon, just so I can have an easier time getting him to sleep tonight! I am not currently avoiding doing laundry by writing this blog. I am not at all anxious for my husband to get home so Claire and I can run errands. Nope - not me! I am not at all loving my very first 'Not me Monday'!!! :)