Hour 31 4:00 – 5:00 PM

Cannot stand the whining

Go inside to call an adult and fix some PB&J sandwiches for the kids.

Cheez-its are all over the floor in the kitchen – probably Jake’s doing since he was complaining 30 minutes ago about not getting any lunch.

The whiners follow me in with nothing but unintelligible requests,  Mom is obviously a better interpreter.

Max apparently wanted the rest of the cheez-its in the costco sized box since he just ran off with it…but I am making sandwiches.  I almost gave in and got him a bag – but instead I confiscated the box, cut up the sandwiches really quickly and threw them on the table.  Max ate all of his sandwich in 2 minutes.  I was glad I held my ground making him eat something normal.  – Point Dad!

Apparently that wasn’t enough though, because he headed over to Brooke’s spot and started in on her sandwich too.  Brooke was not happy about this – and demonstrated it by flopping around on the living room floor like a hooked trout.  Fortunately, I had the standby sandwich Mom made Brooke yesterday sitting in a Ziploc all ready to cut.  I cut it up in smaller pieces and put Brooke’s first sandwich over on Max’s spot.  Got them two glasses of milk and ran over to get the vacuum to clean up Jake’s cheez-its mess.  After vacuuming the floor by the trash can, I look up to see Max standing in Brooke’s chair drinking from her milk – I say,  “Max stop it!  That is Brooke’s milk” – so he puts her glass down and looks at me like the cat that ate a canary.  I am so happy he followed directions -  Two for two!

Then he leans over the cup and spits his whole mouthful of milk all over the table around the cup and runs off.    Jimmered.  

I grabbed the napkins and started mopping up the mess and then tip over the rest of the cup.  Don’t care what they say – I am crying over it.