I've seen better days.

Wow.  It was one of those nights tonight.  I didn't start out in a bad mood, in fact I was feeling pretty good.  I picked the kids up a bit later due to a meeting.  Russell was out at his weekly Happy Hour(s).  I was warming up leftovers.  NBD.  And then Ryker.  OH Ryker.  First of all he wouldn't stay put and just eat his dinner.  He was CRAWLING on the walls, literally.  I did my usual threat, "Ryker if you can't sit down and eat in here with us you will need to go into the dining room."  And per usual, Ryker said, "OK."  And he packed up and headed in there.  Once in there I told him that he needed to stay in the chair and eat.  If I caught him out of it, he would eat dinner in the bathroom.  (YES-I said this.  It wasn't my plan at all.  But I needed a location where he was secluded, and if he spilled I could clean it up.  So..um...the bathroom.  YEA you'll eat in the bathroom.)  No sooner than 2 minutes I hear this toy going off.  I go into the dining room and witness Ryker on the floor playing.  "RYKER.  I'm serious.  Last chance."  And 1 minute later, we are back where we started.  Ryker on the floor.  So I legit carried out my threat.  HE FOR REAL ATE in the bathroom.  I mean who does that to their kid.  The bathroom is probably disgusto.  And he ate on the floor.  That is so darn horrible.  BUT the flip side is that I gave the kid a chance, shoot, I gave him 4 chances and his behavior never got better.

Once he finished his food in there, he was greeted nicely and asked to come help make dessert.  While making dessert I asked him to put something down, and he didn't listen.  I asked him again, still didn't listen.  AND one more time, and HE DIDN'T LISTEN.  So I used my manliest-LOUDEST "RYKER" that I have ever attempted.  Oh my gosh.  The attention I got from my 3 kids for that 10 seconds was beautiful.  I don't think they knew I could make sounds like that.  BUT for the love Ryker-MAN.  YOU ARE LEGIT driving me bonkers.  Talk about a 3 year old, acting like a 3 year old.  Heavens.  So yea. Tonight wasn't one of my better nights.  And to be honest, this was definitely not one of Ryker's better nights.  So here's to better days, and nights, and Moms and almost 3 year olds.

Love,
Momma