It's been awhile, but nothing's changed

It's been a while since I have posted anything, but not much has changed. The gate in the kitchen has been doubled and covered. That's right, there is another gate exactly like the one before, on top of the original and we have covered the entire thing with a curtain. That was because the two boys could climb over both gates and still get into the kitchen. So we covered it with a curtain to prevent them from getting a foot hold on the gates. That did the trick. Now they just push and pull the thing until it pops open. Relentless those boys are.

John is now in Head Start. I get a little break during the day now with him being in school. He does great. He really likes it and the twins get some alone time with mommy now. He is still a little terror though. I can not get a handle on his throwing, hitting, kicking and pushing. He doesn't do any of this at school, mind you. Just at home. Last night, I had enough. I told him if he threw that toy, I was going to throw it out the front door into the road. He threw it. I picked it up and tossed it out the house into the road. Oh boy! He didn't like that. It made him angry so, he threw another toy. That toy, too, went into the road. I told him that the cars were going to run them over and that he wasn't getting them back. So after a few toys, he got "smart" and threw his pj shirt. Hmmmph, I got one of his toys out of his room and threw that out the door. OOOhhh, did that make him angry.

Nearly 15 toys later, that means me getting kicked and hit and toys being thrown 15 times, he decided he would quit. But what was so funny, was he kept looking through the door at the street (the door is basically all glass) every time a car would pass. He'd freak out then when the toys would be untouched by car tires, he'd giggle up a storm. So relieved that they didn't' get run over. He'd laugh so hard, he had me laughing. But maybe I got through to him. Oh, and I would tell him to say good bye to the toy as I passed him going to the door and he would say bye bye in the most pitiful teary voice he had. Too cute.

Belle is talking up a storm now. She loves Dora the Explorer so she knows a bit of Spanish now. She'll tell me gracias when I hand her things. And is constantly telling me, "Bubba did it!", "Bubba hit me!" and "John did it!" and "John hit me." She's even been known to tell her Maw Maw that "Mama hit me!" When all I did was tell her not to get up there. She's funny as hell.

Joseph is following in his big brother's footsteps. Doing all the "bad" things John does. But he has the cutest face. It is probably his saving grace. I think I would have put him in the trash can by now if he wasn't so cute.

Michael is working in Illinois again this year. He went last year for a month and so when the opportunity arose again this year he took it. He has been gone less than one week and I am ready to run away. I think it may be a bit harder this year than it was last year. I really thought it would be easier. It's possible that the job this year will be a longer one too. I don't know what kind of home he is going to come home to, but if the three little ones keep up at this pace, he may only have a wife left. Or three kids and a mummy. Who knows?

I'm really needing some vent time lately so I will probably, hopefully, post more in the coming weeks. I should really try to keep up with it. It is definitely a good outlet. And no one needs an outlet more than me, that's for sure.