Drought

There seems to be a drought in my ramblings. I need to rectify this situation. So here are some random thoughts about my family -

Rachel farts. A lot. When she does, she feels the need to tell everyone in the town. It no longer embarrasses me, I just roll with it. She also likes to hit her sister and then doctor her up. We are working on pretend injuries to fix. Lets not give Cora a laceration that need stitches, because Rachel is not getting the sewing kit. Cora would end up with her lip sewn to her earlobe.

Gavin is very bossy. Very demanding. I spend a lot of time either ignore his demands ("Mom, give me some milk!") or explaining to him that he will catch more flies with honey.

Me - Gavin, you will catch more flies with honey.
Gavin - I don't want flies, I want milk.
Me - Ask me nicely.
Gavin - give me milk now please.
Me - Honey.
Gavin - What do you mean catching flies?
Me - Ask me nicely and I will give you some milk.
Gavin - Can I have the fly swatter?
Me - No.
Gavin - Give me milk!

So this goes on for a good 20 minutes. Yes, it would have been easier to just give him the damn milk but it would not have done any good. He is learning though, it only takes 20 minutes to ask nicely now. It used to take 45 minutes and a 2 hour tantrum. He may be stubborn, but his mama has him beat. She also has Sam Adams and Excedrin Migraine at the ready.

Cora...sweet bean....not so sweet. She is the biggest drama queen I have ever seen. If you tell her "No", she runs across the room to scream and cry. Poor, sad Cora.

My kids still drive me ape shit crazy. But our good, cooperative days are growing. Now if they would give me 5 minutes to write a blog post more often, we'd be golden.