This weekend we have had the pleasure? of seeing each child's tired tantrum.
Friday night we went to the childrens's museum and this kept them up about an hour later than they normally are. They were pretty good that night. But for some reason their little body clocks just don't know enough to sleep late the day after a big event. (Let me just tell you, some days I fantasize about the day when they are teenagers and just want to sleep in ...... That keeps me going some days!)
They all got up at pretty much normal time. We had planned to take them to the Easter Egg Hunt at our church that afternoon, which was from Noon to 2:30--- smack dab in the middle of their their normal nap time. Since they had been out late the night before and had gotten up at the normal time, I had the strange notion that they might actually go down a little earlier than normal and then we could enjoy the Hunt. Let's just leave it at The Boys Had Other Ideas. It's best that we not talk about that one in too much detail for the sanity of my husband....
Well,we got to see the Pout of Pauley that day. I have never in my life seen a bottom lip that could poke out so far. I would be willing to bet that he could actually trip over it. He actually stuck out his bottom lip, tilted his head down and looked up at us through his eyelashes. And then screamed. And rolled about on the floor. And gagged. And rolled over and made sure that we were watching. We were not. As entertaining as the Pauley Show was, we have seen it before, and this rerun was not enthralling us.
Today, we went to church and got a nice rendition of the Unhappy Harper Hour. This is where she stalks off to a corner of the room, crosses her arms and puts on her I Am Not Happy With You face. This is a pretty new developement, so this one is still pretty entertaining.
My niece had her birthday party tonight. YEA--- More excitement mixed with sugar and overtiredness--- OH JOY!
That leads us to Jack's tantrum--- his my toy chair fell out of my crib when I am trying to go to sleep tantrum. I have never seen so many tears shed over an inanimate object. A yellow chair. About the size of a meatball. That is what caused my son to cry as if he had lost everything in this world.
I LOVE my children. They are the best source of entertainment available.
Please come and join us on the next little cobblstone of our life~
