Waiting for Summer…Impatiently

Today is March 27th.  It’s technically spring.  At the moment, it’s 40 degrees and raining.  Last week, it was 80 and sunny.
Where did my sunshine go?
My children have become measurably more tolerable in the last few weeks.  (I love my children with all my heart, but I work from home and they drive me batty)  The warm weather and glowing sun has made my life easier by allowing me to turn the little angels loose in the back yard while I get some work done.  But, apparently my fairy tale is over, at least for the week.
We had a pounding rain Thursday night.  It soaked everything through and through.  Friday morning was ok, mainly because my oldest was in preschool, but Friday afternoon…
I made my daughter clean her room.  
After school, the inability to run through the yard and shriek at the top of her lungs lent my daughter to a few hours holed up in her room…totally by her own choice.  The result was a massive, massive  – how do I describe this – natural disaster.  It seriously looked like an F5 came through.  She is all into Barbies and ‘tiny pieces’ (Polly Pocket, Littlest Pet Shop, etc) and they were every.where.  EVERY. WHERE.
While tackling Mount Vesuvius (the laundry), I laid down the law on picking up her room.  Much chaos and many tears followed.  First, she attempted to show what she could inside her dress up box, Little Tikes doll house (it stands 4 ft tall) and left the rest in her floor.  Um…no.  Try it again, little one.  Attempt 2 was a little more pointed.  I made a comment about how she needed to get all the toys up that she’s left in the floor.  My bad.  I should have been more specific.  I didn’t expect that she’s literally pick the toys up out of the floor and pile them on the bed.
‘I don’t think so, honey. That is not where those toys go.’
‘You’re not my mommy anymore!  I don’t want to live with you anymore!’
That SO doesn’t work here anymore.  After an hour long processed, wrought with screaming and tears, she FINALLY cleaned up her room!
I can’t wait for the sun to return.  Like now.  Please.
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One Response to Waiting for Summer…Impatiently

  1. I am so ready for the sun to return, too! It is starting to drive me batty!

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