Stressed

Lately I have been stressed. Wil has been extra challenging and the bond that began to take shape is being taxed to it's limit as of late. I am not sure why he is so difficult lately. Is it normal 3 year old behavior? Is it that he is just comfortable enough now to act like a dink? Is he trying to kill me? Lately Wil has been saying "No" to everything I say. Looking right at me when I ask him to not do something and deliberately doing the exact opposite. When he doesn't get his way he cries. When he doesn't get his way fast enough he cries. Take dinner the other night....Phil was at work and since my culinary skills hover somewhere around zero I made bagel sandwiches and soup. I put the sandwiches down and went back to get the soup. Since I only have two arms I only carried two bowls. I put the bowls down in front of Ty and Sam. When Wil saw that he didn't get soup he started yelling "my soup, my soup". I told him I would get it in a minute and he then proceeded to grab his place mat and whip it and the sandwich on the floor in retaliation to me not having three arms. I took him away from the table and put him in a time-out (yes, he was still in eye sight of me) After a few minutes in time-out he came back and ate like nothing was wrong, until I didn't fill his drink up fast enough and he then whipped the food on the floor again. Then what? What am I supposed to do with that? If that was one of my bio kids they would have simply gone to bed, no dinner, just good-night. Can I do that with him?



By the end of most days I find myself physically and emotionally drained. I am sure I am not the most pleasant person for my husband to come home to at night but by six or seven at night I am done. I was soooo excited to get away this weekend even if was only for a day.



Saturday night I went to Canmore with my sister and a couple girlfriends. It was wonderful to have 24 hours of kid free, tantrum free, housecleaning free time. We had dinner, drank some ridiculously gross martini's, talked until 4 am, strolled through the little town, had brunch...it was lovely.

We can vent about our kids, our husbands, our ups and downs and never once it is taken out of context. Never are you made to feel guilty for feeling the way you you feel. I am so grateful to have them.

The story of a table....

Kelsey wants a bedroom of color in our new house- red, yellow, green, orange, purple, and so on.... I thought I would try my hand at refinishing. I found this table on kijiji a week or so ago for $10.

Primed her up with a bit of Zinzer....

Then coated her in some bright red spray paint, compliments of your local Walmart.

I then scuffed her all up and rubbed on some Minwax stain....



Replaced the old wood knob with one that will match the hardware in the new house....done! All for the whopping price of $17.00! The best part is that if she gets bored with it I won't feel bad about replacing it.

My next project....

I bought this very old dresser for $75. I fell instantly in love with it's shape and the little keyholes in the drawers. Now to make her look pretty again!

Graduation Day!!

Today my Sammy "graduated" from preschool. Now, normally I don't like or agree with these pseudo graduations. In fact I tend to openly mock graduations from elementary school and junior high. I think it takes away from the real graduation day of high school or university, but this was just way too cute. Grace attended the same preschool and so I knew what to expect but the cuteness factor was not overshadowed by the fact that this was not my first one.

The kids were taken into one room and we were all seated in those way too small chairs and waited for their entrance. Their teacher, who is pretty much the sweetest person on Earth, brought them in all lined up. Each child had their name called and they walked under the little arbour all dressed in caps and gowns. They were given the certificate and a scrapbook of their time at preschool. The scrapbook blows me away. Each special day, theme day, field trip, etc was documented with pictures, stories, and more. It was beyond cute and the work that must have gone into making it blows me away.

Sam getting his certificate, not looking overly thrilled.

Still not so sure of all this...

Trying to ignore me...

A little smile!

Sam and Mommy....

Randomness

I am struggling to find material to blog about. It's not that life is slow or there is nothing going on it's more that I can't seem to find the time and/or the motivation to write anything down. Wil has been testing my patience something fierce lately and I am exhausted. The word "no" is his new staple and his ability to drive me crazy is heightened like crazy lately. I find myself ready for bed at around 8 pm and with four other kids to still deal with I am usually dragging my butt up to bed somewhere around midnight.

The weather has been hit or miss as of late. One day we are sweating like pigs on the back deck and then other days we are looking for warm sweaters to wear. It was only a week or so ago that it snowed. Yes, you rad that right. It freakin' snowed! My poor petunias were not impressed and even though I knew it was coming I forgot to cover them. Thankfully they are a pretty hardy annual and managed to survive.

The kids are in the final few days of school and then we have two months of no homework, no activities, and nowhere to be. I am thrilled....I love Summer! This Saturday a few girlfriends and I are headed out of town to spend the night away from kids and husbands! We are going for a nice dinner and then plan on drowning ourselves in margarita's until the wee hours of the morning.

I am becoming quite the frugal crafter as of late...more on that later.

Where does the time go?

I think time is moving at a very fast speed lately. One minute it's Monday with the week ahead to get everything done and the next minute it's Friday and nothing really got done at all. Our house is conditionally sold- the only condition being a home inspection which was done today. I am crossing my fingers that it is all done in the next day or so and I can cross "sell my house" off the ever growing to-do list. The new house is being insulated and the drywall has been dropped off. I will have to get off my butt and take some pictures for all to see.

Wil had his first visit at the Children's Hospital yesterday for his lazy eye. All seems fine with no patching or surgery needed. We are off to our family doc on Monday to determine why the sclera of his eyes has a yellowish hue to it. Hopefully it's nothing.

Today is the eve of my baby turning 16....16 years ago I was in early labor. I cannot get my head around the idea that she will be 16....16!!! and yes, I do remember what I was doing at 16, no need to remind me.