Sunday, May 07, 2006

Just another weekend of bad parenting

It's 1:15 a.m. My usual blogging time. I actually wasn't planning on posting anything tonight, because honestly nothing remotely worth the effort of typing has occurred today. But I just had to mention that my sweet 6 ft 3 in. husband is cuddling with my coughing sick 4 year old daughter in her loft princess bed. I guarantee in a couple hours my queen bed will consist of myself, the baby Avrie, Cailin and not daddy because he will most likely wake up at 8:00 in the morning covered in a princess and Barbie blanket suspended in a loft bed in a lavender bedroom, no where near his own room or bed. But that is our families favorite past time don't you know, musical beds.
Well, since Im already here at the computer I will bore you with our day today. First of all we didn't even wake up until 10am. Last night at 10:30pm, both kids were still awake. I decided that Avrie just had to go to sleep because at night I get to that point where I just don't want anyone but myself to be awake any longer. As I go upstairs I inform Steve "You are in charge of Cailin." I don't know why I sometimes lapse into my pre-kids, newlywed, stupid girl, code talking language with Steve, because what I actually should have said was "turn off the TV, brush Cailin's teeth, read her stories in her bed and make sure she goes to sleep." But, like an idiot, I spoke in code. He obviously couldn't decode it because when I came downstairs at 11:00 p.m. Cailin is awake watching cartoons and Steve is asleep on the couch. Lovely.
The problem with Steve and I, we are both to blame, is that we are too selfish sometimes to follow through with a consistent bedtime routine. For instance, if Cailin isn't completely ready for bed by 8:30pm on Wednesday she is S.O.L, because LOST comes on at 9pm, and if I don't have enough time to get her to bed before my show, she misses out and usually ends up falling asleep watching our show with us. I know, horrible parenting!
Let's see, what else did we do today? We went to Home Depot to buy stain to stain the 3 pieces of unfinished furniture we have owned since 1997 and are still completely unfinished. We have issues with motivation, commitment and procrastination. At least now we are one step closer. (The stain is still in the trunk of the car, I wonder how long it will stay there?)
We ate lunch/dinner (5pm) (another horrible parenting trait, sometimes we forget to feed our chilren) at a restaurant called Panera, very very yummy!!! I had a Turkey sandwich with Asiago cheese and a spinach artichoke spread. And an amazing salad. I could eat there every day...but I won't. Cailin loves their soups, and Cailin never eats soup, except for at this restaurant. Another reason to love it.
We moved furniture around in our bedroom, faced the bed another way, got rid of our nightstands, they were taking up a ton of room. Plus I couldn't even use mine since the cosleeper sits right in front of it.
Cailin got in a roll and tumble fight with her friend Luke next door at 8 pm (yes my kid was playing next door at 8:00 at night, the sun doesnt even go down until 9pm. I have no idea what happened and why they were fighting. Frankly, I don't really care.
Okay, Im starting to shut down, I am officially tired now. 1:30am.
PS. I'll post pics of our new armoire soon. I know the suspense is killing you.
sidenote: I forgot to make an appt for an eyebrow wax, she was booked all day, now I have to walk around with huge scraggly bushes above each eye. attractive

2 comments:

April Lady said...

Ah, yes, I can see it now...Jenny's eyebrows are taking on the Jon Johnston look! Nice!
And as for bad parenting. I forced my child into the bath yesterday after 4 days of not bathing. His hair stunk and I couldn't stand it anymore! I have lots of retarded excuses for not bathing my child. And, just like you...I don't care! A

HLH said...

Yah, well, every tuesday night PJ falls asleep next to me on our bed while I watch Gilmore Girls & see I was thinking what a nice mom I was! He gets to stay up and snuggle with mom.