No fun stuff to show you.....

and I'm sick about it. Stamping is my therapy girls, and I haven't gotten any serious stamping time in days. I can't stand it.

I am at my wits end with the boys. We are about one month into summer break and they are driving me crazy. This morning they started fighting the minute (and I am SO not exaggerating here) the eldest woke up (right before 8a). I let them hash it out for a little while I finished my blog reading, but then I marched up the stairs and read them the riot act. If all they were gonna do the second they wake up is fight, then they are obviously bored and will be put to work. TV got shut down. Someone left the bag of Malto Meal cereal on the table after eating some (they are constantly leaving their cereal boxes on the table, never taking the time to put it back in the cupboard) and I asked who did it, and neither one could agree to who the culprit was. Fine. No more cereal today for breakfast, and none tomorrow either. So there boys. How do you like them apples? Then, I sent one downstairs to clean the basement, the eldest took a shower for work, and then they both got lessons in laundry washing cuz I'm DONE washing their laundry. This is gonna be the summer they learn how to fend for themselves and see how much work I do for them that they don't appreciate.

Youngest Son will be expected to do his laundry on Thursdays, Eldest Son will expected to do his on Fridays. It must be started and finished on that day alone. They learned how to separate colors and how to run the machine. They will be expected to fold and put away on their designated day as well. Enough is enough. Youngest Son did a fabulous job staying on top of moving clothes from washer to dryer in an appropriate fashion and timeframe, all the while mowing the front lawn (Eldest Son will mow back lawn tonight or tomorrow. They switch off every week). He finished it all before noon. We'll see what tomorrow holds with Eldest Son, as he's not as domestically talented as his Younger Brother (nor cares to be). Grrrr. It's going to be one loooooonnnnnnnnnggggggggg summer at this rate.

So friends, I'm sad to say, no card to share today. It bums me out. My plan is to stamp tonight, when all the cherubs are in bed and are unable to bother me.

Please don't get the wrong idea after reading this post. I'm not a mean mom (most of the time they think I'm pretty cool), but I do have expectations for behavior around here and will not tolerate constant fighting and disrespect. I love these boys dearly, but there are limitations to what we (hubster and I) as parents will tolerate. I wouldn't be doing my job properly if they went out into the world and didn't know how to fend for themselves because they were coddled and attended to constantly. Learning how to do the laundry is a step in the right direction toward their own independence!

If I don't get any stamping done tonight, someone will have to come rescue me and peel me off of the ceiling, cuz I'm gonna lose it if I don't get some soon!

Thanks for listening to my whining and complaining for a second day in a row! You guys are the best!

Amy