Oh how quick it is that a temper can flare. This afternoon I took the boys to see Karate Kid. Excellent movie…the main character seemed a bit young to have a ‘love interest’ but… at any rate on our way home I was telling the boys they had some free time till their exercise hour at the gym. This solicited a quick grumble and groan from Seth which was quick to turn into a barrage of reasons to miss exercise, how hot it is and how much he despises this program. “You never asked us if we wanted to!” He began to say this with great gusto but as he finished it was more like a whisper as I’m sure he remembered that I DID ask him and he agreed with a huge amount of ENERGY and EXCITEMENT.
When we headed into the house apparently each boy got the Karate Kid bug because the next thing I know I hear a high pitched squeal and then WAILS coming from the living room. Ryan is clutching his leg (ironically, exactly where the main character in the movie had been hit) and he is crying. I knew he wasn’t faking (because that is a gift we get when we become moms, the ability to recognize a ‘real’ cry from a ‘fake’ one) and could see that Seth cowering in the corner was the culprit. I was furious! I sternly told him to go up to his room. My future LAWYER to be could not just say, “Yes ma’am” and head up to his room. No he had to argue and tell me why he did what he did, etc etc. None of which I cared to hear at that moment. I was done. I screamed like a mad woman at the top of my lungs (which I haven’t done in a VERY long time) and I did this insane reaction because the kid would NOT stop talking over me. Not the greatest excuse to act like a mad woman but at least it got him to be QUIET. “Go to your room and don’t come out!!!” Do you know that as he walked up the stairs he still tried to give ‘his side’? That infuriated me more and this time I’m not even sure what I said, all I know is that my throat hurts from the effort.
Ryan, thinking he got of clean, had stopped crying and had already turned on the TV. Nooo… I knew what had happened. He pestered Seth. That’s the MO in the house. Ryan pesters Seth, Seth retaliates with physical force. Brains against Brawn. Ugh 🙁 So, I asked him (again, sternly) what he had done. “I just knocked off his hat, that’s all.” Oh, so innocent. HA! So, again I declared he go to his room and not come out! This time I didn’t have to yell so loud as Ryan has learned to just let it go.
That was 3 hours ago. We’ve gone and done the exercise hour and they are fine. My throat still hurts and my shoulders are still tense. I think I’m the worse for wear. 🙁 Did I mention that we are leaving for ‘vacation’ to a small 2 room cottage in Florida just the four of us? Just the four of us….do I need to say that again? Hmmm…
I think I need to read my last few blogs and let those moments soak in some more. 🙂
Blessings
Shannon