We are finally settling into our summer routines. The first week or so we couldn't get into a groove and there was more than enough fighting to make me wish summer were already over!!!! We finally are getting used to be out for summer and most of our days are happily passing by in a flash. Sunday's however, are a little bit different. My girls LOVE church. Avery loves to get dressed up in her "princess dress" and go to her castle (which is what she calls the church bldg) Dylan however is a little bit less enthusiastic. I truly think that boys just can't sit still, be peaceful, and quiet for 3 whole hours. It's like asking girls to not talk for a whole day. JUST NOT GOING TO HAPPEN.
Dylan had a particularly bad day at church this weekend. He squirmed and talked through most of the first hour, and wiggled more than a lot during the next two. Even when I told him Numerous times to quit it. Who knows what he did during the 3rd hour, I couldn't see him then. (but I'm sure he wasn't behaving). Then after church I sent Haley to track him down so we could leave. She found him once and he ran a way. She found him again and he BIT her and ran away, by the time I found him I had more than had it!!! (Let's just say for his sake he was lucky to be within ear shot of all the people at church) When we got home I was telling Michael about all that happened while Dylan listened and looked at me with an amazed look on his face. Finally he turned to Michael and said "I have no idea how she knows all of this!" Not I'm sorry mom, not.... I'll do better next week. He just walked away to his room (for his time out )muttering "how do mom's know everything?"
How do moms know everything? It's just a gift I guess. (well maybe it's a curse)
