Thursday, July 29, 2010
I have tried to remain positive about this experience. Every summer I look forward to spending a little extra time with my kids. I have visions of creating life long memories that they will treasure forever. By the end of July all hopes of happiness and bliss have been dashed.
I've hit the wall.
Two days ago I woke up very early in hopes of taking the kids on an adventure they would be really excited about. I got them all dressed and told them to get their bike helmets on-- we were going for a ride. That's when the trouble started.
Zoey claimed that making her go for a bike ride was pure torture. It makes her too hot and tired.
Breckyn threw a fit over which bike she wanted to ride.
Rugby started a fight about who would be the line leader.
Emerson started a fight about who would be the line ender.
I was starting to realize that my plan was slowly sinking into a dark abyss.
Once all the fights were settled and everyone was saddled up-- we headed towards adventure.
Adventure happened to be the bakery about a mile away. Because frankly, you can't have too much exercise without proper nourishment.
Once the donuts and milk were consumed we took to the road again. About two miles later Em claimed that he couldn't go any further or he was going to barf. Zoey said she was too tired.
The Mister saved the two tortured souls with his truck and all fun was officially over. I'm beginning to think that I am making life long memories for the kids. Just maybe not the kind I was thinking of.