Sunday night Pato got a tad upset. When I have Kat and Alyce pick up the living room, I really should look under things when they are done. He went through here on a rampage. Pulling things out from under the mission trunk coffee table, the couch, the futon, the bird stand. That’s where they shoved everything while they were “cleaning”. I was told that I would not be the one to pick it up. The girls needed to do it. Well, Kat had school yesterday, she couldn’t very well do it before then. Here I have this huge pile of stuff in the middle of my living room all day. Christiano was tripping over it. I asked Alyce all day to pick some of it up, and she doesn’t listen. It doesn’t matter what punishment she gets, she doesn’t help. She’s more obstinate than the other 2 when it comes to doing chores. She’d rather lay in her bed crying all day than help pick up.
Kat and Jordan got home from school and I told them if they got their chores done we’d go to the park before supper. Jordan went in to start on the kitchen. Alyce and Kat were doing nothing. Jordan didn’t want to empty the dishwasher so he asked if he could trade me the living room for the dishwasher. Ok. I told Katiana and Alyce to get their room clean which was trashed. Pato has told the kids if there rooms weren’t clean by Saturday that he was cleaning them with a garbage bag.
They won’t need any Lipovox for their rooms, daddy will get that access weight out of there with a garbage bag.
Something clicked and Katiana went and busted her butt and got her room done. Jordan picked up the living room. Somehow it was done by 8. (3 hours after it started and no, they weren’t working constantly.) Which left no time to go to the park, but it was nice to have it done without yelling (after awhile) and taking things away and putting people in time-out. They were both mad that they couldn’t go to the park but I wasn’t taking them at 8 on a school night. I told them we’d go on Wednesday. Jordan has soccer practice tonight. The girls can go to the park there, but he can’t.
Wednesday I was supposed to pick up the trombone for Jordan. The guy emailed me and said, I’m sorry. My youngest son decided he wants to play trombone. We’re keeping it. I’m all, you can’t do that? Can you? Well you probably can, but you just disappointed the crap out of my son. I waited until we had actually set up a pick up time to tell him. Now he’s bummed. Now I have to find a different trombone.
That’s not right.
Speaking of Jordan, it’s now 8:24 and he’s STILL not ready for school. I got him up at 7:10, he got in the shower. I knocked on the door numerous times. He didn’t get out until 8:10. Then he sits around “drying”. The child air dries. I noticed that even with all that time he took in the shower, he didn’t wash his hair. He didn’t have time. Can you feel my frustration? Thank goodness the bus was a few minutes late today. They made it to the bus stop and are on their way to school.
My son takes longer than my daughter to get ready. He doesn’t even brush his hair. I don’t understand why it takes him so long. I can be in and out of the shower, hair done, make up on (full face – not just a lazy day when I throw on lipstick, mascara, and bronzer), and dressed in about an hour. So why does it take him so long to get ready when all he does is take a shower and get dressed. This has been a constant battle for the last few years. I haven’t found an incentive that works to speed him up yet. Drives me crazy. I think he takes after Pato, who takes longer than a woman to get ready.
Seriously, Pato is the reason why we are at Kat’s soccer games the minute before it starts. I aim to have us there 15 minutes early so that she can warm up with her team. Pato dilly dallies around and is not ready until 15 minutes before the game starts. It doesn’t matter what time I wake him up. I’ve mentioned this before, but just to give another example, we were late to our own sons’ birthday party in February because of him. Got to iron every wrinkle out of our clothes, got to have every spike on our head just perfect, got to shave some funky design onto our face. That’s a whole other issue.
Alyce is wanting some mom time while Christiano is still sleeping, so I am off! Have a great day!
ETA – I wanted to extend my condolences to the family and bandmates of Paul Gray and the fans of Slipknot. I’m not a huge fan of their work, but I always follow what is going on with them because Joey Jordison was a good friend of mine from kindergarten until a few years after high school. (Went to school together our whole lives.)
He was found dead in a hotel about 10 miles from where I live.
May he RIP. That’s so sad. 
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