First, I'm wondering WHY we thought pan-frying hamburgers in our house would be a good idea. We bought some awesome burgers on sale at Earthfare a few days ago and needed to cook up the last of them. But we also had zero time for charcoal grilling and these were too good for the Foreman. So we put them in a skillet. And my kitchen (okay, my whole downstairs) will never smell the same again. I'm also wondering WHY my mom could pan-fry burgers when I was growing up without making the entire house smell like grease.
The reason we didn't have time to grill- or cook dinner more than twice all week- is rehearsal. Hubby & I both signed on for a wonderful but incredibly taxing theatrical production at church. I've missed this sort of thing, but I am sort of wondering WHY I thought I could handle it when I was supposed to be simplifying things. It is especially taxing on our girls- not being home in the evenings and going to bed a little later than normal. Bedtime has been rough.
Which leaves me wondering WHY we thought two children under five could successfully share a room. Kids have rough times. Big Sister has been having bad dreams (about her toys. Attacking her. Apparently Toy Story was not as "safe" as I thought.) and is incredibly clingy. She wakes up several times at night wanting to hang out, be tucked back in, to be helped in the bathroom, etc. But she is almost five. And I'm almost crazy with exhaustion. So I've tried to enforce a "tuck-in-once" rule. Little Sis is too little to understand that. But she is not too little to follow Big Sister's lead. Tonight they started tag-teaming me a little after 7. It's almost 10 and I think they've finally settled in.
Another reason Big Sis is so clingy is (I think) her anxiety about leaving preschool and starting Kindergarten on Thursday! WHY is it so early?! She went this morning for a screening. Her Daddy had to take her (with Little Sis in tow) because I had a doctor's appointment. He said there was no sign of her anxiety as she ran around and played and talked to everyone in sight. WHY do my children feel the need to overshare with perfect strangers?!
Apparently they told some random woman about the time Little Sister dropped her gum on the floor in the bathroom at church. I snatched it up and threw it away just as Little Sis was trying to pick it up to put it back in her mouth. She pitched a huge fit on the floor of the bathroom, and, after warning her that I was going and that she needed to come too, I walked out. The automatic light sensor thingie turned the lights off at my departure, and Little Sis went from temper tantrum to terrified in a matter of seconds.
This was a great exercise in logical consequences. But it makes for a terrible story when retold by a two-year-old. It basically ends up: "Member I joppt my gum and mommy frew it away? And den Mommy left me in the dark and I cried." Add in Big Sister attempting to explain it (aka making it worse) and I'm pretty sure they've already added me to the "Kindergarten parents to watch" list. And we haven't even had Open House yet.
Which reminds me... I've got a busy week ahead: a rafting trip, rehearsal, Big Sister's last day of preschool complete with cupcakes for an early birthday celebration, Open house, Big Sister's first day of kindergarten, Big Sister's actual birthday (and more cupcakes, for another class of children), parents visiting, Hubby's golf fund-raiser, and getting ready for Big Sister's Pixie Hollow birthday party. WHY is August so crazy?
And WHY am I not in bed?
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