I have decided that my mom really deep down is completley normal.....it's just us kids that have made her the way she is. Oh, and don't worry mom....and all of those other moms out there, I'm well on my way to spending my days in the insane assylum with you. In the last few days my two year old has taken it upon himself to make sure that I make it there sooner rather than later. He is an endless pit of questions. I love that his little brain is churning and that he is constantly discovering new things but the thing that is absolutley driving me mad is that he asks the same questions over and over again and he already knows the answer to them. The question that really drives me up the wall is "where is mommy?" What in the world are you even asking? I mean you are asking MOMMY where MOMMY is!!
We traded the truck in today for a car that is way way nicer than we need (but thats a whole nother story that I likely won't be sharing in order to save my marriage.) Anyway we traded the truck in for a car so we could not only save on payments but gas as well. I've been trying to explain to Ellis all day that "we are giving daddy's truck to the nice man Rick and then Rick is going to give daddy and nice new car to drive, so let's say bye bye to the truck."
Fast Forwad....We traded the cars (with no meltdowns), Ellis took a tiny nap, we went to youth group, and now I'm driving the kids home in the new car and Trevor is finishing things up at church and going to drive the Dango home. The entire way home I'm getting question after question.....and to make it even worse when he is tired he talks even more (ask Auntie Em!) "Where is Daddy?, What Daddy drive?, Daddy at church?, Where we going?, Where daddy's truck?, Why Mommy driving?, I no go ni-night?. Now keep in mind that I have heard each question at least 5 times and I have answered them patiently and lovingly every time he has asked. "Daddy is at church, Daddy is going to drive the Dango, yes, Daddy is at church, We are going home to got ni-night, Remeber we gave Daddy's truck to Rick and he gave us this new car, Mommy is taking you home, yes you are going ni-night. We are now on our sixth round of requestioning and I'm starting to loose it. He is a smart kid and so I decide to try someting new. "Mommy, where Daddy's truck?" --a long pause-- "I don't know Ellis where is Daddy's truck?" --another long pause-- "Oh we give to Mr. Rick."...............WHY ARE YOU ASKING???
I already know why, he just wants to talk to me, but wow what a way to get it done. I love that little man and oh the way God is using him to cause me to need to repent of all the evil things I did to my own mother.......sorry mom!
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I am cracking up. See...I always told you that one day it would come back to you times ten. See, you are more like me than you ever realized. And just think, you can look forward to all those other wonderful things...oh, I am just dreaming of when Ellis is older, maybe in elem and he has problems with one of his teachers, or he has a meltdown in HS because of his English teacher...the list goes on and on! It makes me LOL!
I am requesting a post as to how Dad handles these situations. I can imagine that I already know, but I just want to validate that Trevor is much less stressed by such small stuff. He just answers and they move on or Ellis just doesn't bohter to ask because there is a male bond.
Cassie... I read that and was really not what I would do but cry.... Bless you and all the mom's out there who have been or are going through the "why?". All I can think is... "Because I said..."
I have hearing issues pappy, so, I don't answer him, because I can't hear.
Dad
Oh Cassie, this is just the beginning. All moms out there reading this are laughing and crying at the same time. Not only have we all gone through this with our own kids, we all began patiently answeirng every single question, over, and over, and over again. You just keep that patience and don't let it go. Does he say 'why' repeatedly yet? Remember, "God doesn't give us more than we can handle, we just wish he didn't love us so much." That's on a pillow at your mom's.
O'ma...
Can you imagine how insane you would feel if these questions were offered continuously by twins? Man! My Mom must be a saint, too! Our grand-daughter, Aria, asked "Why?" so many times on her last visit I thought I would loose it several times. Aren't kids grand? Isn't being a Mom a constant growing experience? Just keep biting your tongue and taking deep breaths!! It's so great that you are writing these stories down! You have my deepest sympathy!
Love Ya!
Hit the bottle I am pretty sure that is how mom deals with it. hahahaha
no bottle, just a little bit of DonQui in my tea.
You can admit me as well! I'm right there with you... call me anytime to vent! Our kids are currently in the throwing up in their carseats is fun mood! J/K! Ellie threw up on the way to the airport and Anna threw up on our way back to the airport.
i just laughed out loud when i read that story!!! that is sooooo my life with Ireland. She asks questions that she obviously knows the answers to! like i'll be cooking dinner and she'll come in the kitchen and ask me, "mommy, what are you doing?" and i will tell her, "Ireland you know what i am doing." and she will say, "cooking dinner." so she knows what i am doing but asks anywyas!!! KIDS!!!! They will have lots of fun together when we move back home!!!!! they can ask eachother the millions of questions!
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