Y’all… I am losing my ever-loving mind and it’s barely July! Kudos to you parents who have summer bucket lists, themed weeks, and all the summer fun things still going strong. Teach me your ways.
BECAUSE I AM OVER IT!
Of course, I was the mom who was super pumped for summer and lazy days.
I am an idiot.
Lazy days my butt. More like complete chaos, constant fighting, non-stop snacking, and complete exhaustion for me.
I’m broke from having to grocery shop EVERY TWO DAYS!
My pantry is like a sick joke during summer. I go to Sam’s and load up on snacks that, during the school year would last two weeks, but during summer? They barely last two days. It is mind-boggling to me how fast it all disappears.
Tiny humans consume a ridiculous amount of food in no time during the summer.
Our lack of routine is truly testing my sanity.
We have a very lax schedule and my girls have chores and specific days for video games with an allotted amount of time on those days.
So now on the off days, they are constantly hounding me for playing time and I am refusing because I feel like kids should have to be somewhat bored in the summer. This makes my life so much more difficult and I 100% blame summer.
The fighting has been on a whole new level.
One minute my children are the three best friends anyone has ever seen, and the next minute, they are so irritated with each other that they can’t even stand to be in the same room together.
I just had to implement a “keep your hands to yourself” rule. If they get physical while fighting, they get grounded for a week.
Last night my nine-year-old kicked my five-year-old in the face after he allegedly hit her with his cowboy boot. So now they are grounded. Which, unfortunately, means that we are all kind of grounded, because it’s not like my seven-year-old and I can go do anything fun and just leave them at home alone… so we are all being punished for the kicking incident.
The general crazy is EXTRA crazy.
After a night of all three of my children getting along and having a sleepover (which I was so happy about), my seven-year-old woke up with a bright red eyeball. So I took her straight to urgent care.
I repeatedly asked her if anything had happened, but she swore nothing had. When the doctor came in, though, they were singing a different tune. My children announced to this medical professional that they were FARTING in each other’s faces and on each other’s pillows the night before. Because it was funny.
Mommy mortified is putting it mildly. This was the icing on my summer-break-my-soul cake.
So yeah… summer break is breaking me!
It’s all fun and games until somebody gets pink eye.
Send some positive juju to this mamma pretty please!
How is your summer break going?
Is it breaking your bank and sanity like it is mine?