Sunday the kids went to "Monkey Joes" for a birthday party. And really I let Balian go play instead of disrupting the party (cake/presents). I did my best to keep an eye on him. As he flashed between areas of play, and I did go "LOOK" for him when I didnt see him for a few minutes. But then Balian got it in his head to take off his socks and to put on shoes which got the employees to grab him to find me. This is why I was called a Bad MOM. But what does Balian do when I am helping Jocelyne? He goes between the counter and gets food/drink from the food area. We get to the car and as I am unlocking the car he darts between cars and towards traffic. MY last nerve was gone and I was done. But instead of anyone showing me compassion and asking why Im so frazzeled. I am pointed out and called bad. Sure Ill take the wrap, but this is why I dont like to leave my house.
Amos wont be home for another 6 days and the kids are acting out. Yelling. hitting, and screaming. sanity has leaft the building and forgot to take me with it.
Today I painted our bedroom some more. made homemade chicken noodle soup, and attacked more the the laundry that seems to multiple when put in a pile.
I need to find the energy to take the kids out and do something, but its been so effen hot/humid.
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