What a Thursday

It's kind of funny to me that I'm writing about how my day is when it's only 10:30 in the morning. Usually I write about the day before, or a day a few days past. That should tell you how my day is going.

If you follow me on facebook, you know I've been posting about a Meltdown Marathon that's been going on in this house. I wonder if Jamesen is finally catching on to the fact that we're moving and it's stressing him out or if maybe he's catching onto MY stress of the fact that I'm still here and not magically where the army will be sending us already.

This meltdown marathon is actually quite comical to me. Really the only way I can get through a day like this is to see the humor in it. I've been trying to look at the situation from Jamesen's point of view when writing the "episodes" that are currently playing. Like "How dare you change my poopy diaper?!", "I was enjoying drawing on the walls with that, thank you very much!" and "I've hidden all my binkies and will now scream until you find one".

Living in Kentucky where it was all me all the time taking care of these kids, I've really learned that the more I stress, the more they act out and freak out. It helps all of us have a better day if I don't stress stuff little stuff. For example... Jamesen and Marcus are coloring and all is quiet for the first time since breakfast. I look over and Jamesen is (yet again) nibbling on a crayon inbetween is wondrous art making. You know what? They're non toxic. Guess he's gonna have some very colorful teeth for the rest of the day since the silence is glorious... and still going since I didn't take the crayons away!