I post this picture with high hopes... |
Now, that Drake is home from school, my hopes and dreams are being crushed. Although Trey is still being the good son that I trained him to be (wink, wink), Drake is dying to do something. Anything. Even as I type this blog (I thought Transformers would distract him for longer than a nano-second) he is whining at me for something (although I'm not sure what it is at the moment because I'm trying concentrate on typing lol).
It started with hot chocolate. Check. I thought that sounded good too. Then he saw me pick up my computer, which must have reminded him that there was a Netflix movie that he wanted to watch. Well, too bad, I say. Mommy is working. Go get YOUR laptop and watch it. No. Not good enough. There are vampires in my room...Whine, whine, whine.....can you get me garlic to protect myself with? Whine, whine, whine....No. I'm not kidding. But that's a whole-other entry all together. Then it was, well I want to play a game on my computer. Fine. Go do that. Well, I don't know how to get it started (which is code for, "I don't know how to play the game I want, so you need to stop doing what you're doing and play with me.") Did I mention that I wanted to veg today? It's like they have a sixth sense for your need to just sit for a moment. Is it really that difficult?
So, being the mom that I am, I guess I will close out this brief, but necessary entry (for my sanity- who else I am going to vent to?) to yet again, tend to the children. Now I know why people have live-in nannies. I gots to get me one of those ;)