It's one of those mornings. The day after one of THOSE mornings. What does a mom do?
Both kids have missed the bus. We tried very hard to motivate them to get a move on.
Neither children cared.
Please get dressed. Please get moving.
They weren't growling... it was more of a "I don't care and you can't do a thing about it."
Until the bus came.
And then there was weeping and gnashing of teeth.
They are still not ready.
It does not help that He has peed in every pair of pants he owns and he has nothing left in his drawers to wear. I thought we were done with that battle, but it came quite apparent this morning that we are not. He was asked to help me get a load of just his clothes going in the wash.
She is mad that the bus left without her, so she is just standing there.
There's no point in forcing them.... but you can't let them just get away with standing there. So, what to do?
This is what it comes down to.
At least they are not raging. That was yesterday morning. I couldn't even figure out why they were mad at me, except that the day before had been too much. It's sad that going to church in the evening is too much. It's sad that we had to decide they can't handle birthday celebrations and cake. Overstimulated, they were awake most of the night doing things they should not have been. Screaming and raging for breakfast at 10:30 AM makes no sense when I asked them to come hours earlier.
Actually, none of this makes any sense.
All I have is, "Lord, please help us get through this!"