Then, for the love of God, please just shut it. Shut. It.
It’s probably obvious that whatever warm and lovey dovey Christmas feelings which I did indeed possess for at least three or four days, drifted off as quickly as I did to sleep last night. I awoke with a feeling of angst this morning and I think that this has more to do with a certain monthly cyclical hormonal thing than any given recent event. (Don’t worry, guys [as in males, not as in “Hey You Guys!”] that’s as far as that will go, feel free to keep reading). However, my having been able to identify the source and reason for my feelings today do very little to abate them.
So, here’s the deal: Be nice, dammit. I’m not in the mood for any bullshit today. And in return, I will agree in advance not kill or maim you. Probably.
Someone ought to call and warn my kids, because I’ve been all sweet and huggy and smiley for some time now, and thusly their collective “guard” is down. Also, Zohrhubby will be at work tonight, and I’m going to have to prepare some food product for their consumption and deal with all the night time routine stuff by myself, and so I am going to be highly perturbable (is that word?!) and the first time someone says, “He TOUCHED my STUFF!” then I will have to go all batshit crazy on them to scare them all straight.
On that note, I am going to move on.
We had a very nice Christmas, I am happy to report to you guys. My children were fairly well behaved for most of the Christmas-y events, despite having stuffy noses and what might have been low-grade fevers. [Don’t worry, Zohrcuz, this was cleared up well before we visited and they played with Little R].
Little B (who rarely gets sick) said that he didn’t feel well Christmas Eve morning, and wanted to know what he was supposed to do to feel better. He certainly didn’t want to be sick when it was time for Santa to bring him all his stuff. I told him he needed to drink lots of water, take his medicine and get some rest. He hates taking medicine. “But I don’t WANT to REST!!”, he said. “I know, that’s why you really have to take your medicine, and you have to drink lots of water and just rest when you feel like you need to.” “Okay, well, then don’t give me any coffee milk. I’d better get started on all that water. And give me some medicine.” (I normally have to do the whole countdown threat to get him to take his medicine…) Little A, on the other hand, is so used to runny and/or stuffy noses and the accompanying medicine taking, that when you call her to take her medicine, she runs by, grabs the medicine cup, sucks it down, and skips away in classic Little A “La La La” fashion.
Santa was very nice to my children, too. Little B kept asking on Christmas Eve to anyone who he thought would have a favorable opinion, “Hey, do you think I’m being really good today?” On Christmas morning, he said, “Wow! I guess I really WAS good YESTERDAY!” Little A rode with my mom down south to my aunt’s house yesterday and told her in the car, “Hey, guess what…Santa brought me a lot of stuff even though I was bad.” There goes THAT crucial parenting tool. And she’s only 4. And when I try to tell her that Jesus (aka Jejus) is in her heart, to remind her to be good, she still just tells me that she wants him out of there. On Christmas Eve, our pastor dressed up like a shepherd to do an interpretation of the birth story from a shepherd’s point of view. Little A perked up when he came out and said, “Hey! Mom! Is that baby Jejus’s Daddy?” She kept saying it over and over so finally I just said yes so she’d be quiet.
As for my two oldest, they are each very satisfied with their “haul” this year.
Santa was pretty good to Zohrhubby and I, as well. Between the two of us, we got a new grill for the backyard, and a new tv for our bedroom. The kids have pretty much taken over the whole dang house, so if you come over, you’ll either find me in the back yard or in the bed room.
All in all, my family is very blessed and I truly felt that with every ounce of my being.
Until I woke up this morning, that is.
Just remember to be nice to me if you see me. 🙂
Hope each and every one of you had a wonderful Christmas and/or Hanukkah with your families.
P.S. What’d Santa bring YOU?