Wednesday, May 8, 2013

They Will Nap in the Car

We have some friends that have annual passes to Legoland and 2 kids almost exactly the same ages as our boys. They invited us for a day of Legoland fun and we thought it sounded like the perfect way to spend a Saturday. We planned to stay until around 2:00 then let them nap on the hour and a half drive home. But the boys had other plans.

The day was excellent - My oldest (4) could ride virtually every ride and my toddler had many play areas to choose from while we waited. There was a huge exhibit of real cities made entirely of Legos and the artistry was astounding. When we saw the whole layout of South Beach I said to my son, "Look, there's Miami. That's where Daddy and I went on vacation."  He replied, "When did you go to Your-ami?"  It took me a minute so don't worry if the same thing happens to you...

The day wasn't too hot and none of the four kids threw any huge temper tantrums. Except the one when I had to pull my son out of this shark when he said, "Back off, Mommy!"  and tried to bite me.  Let's not count that.

By 2:15 or so, we were getting everybody buckled into car seats.  "I really really really really have to poop, Daddy" my oldest said as finally turned the key in the ignition.  If you've ever navigated a theme park parking lot you know what a huge inconvenience this announcement was to us.  We drove as close as we could to the entrance and my husband carried my chocolate ice cream covered, shoeless and exhausted son to the bathroom.  Meanwhile, my youngest fell completely asleep in the car seat.  One down, one to go.

When my oldest returned, we hit the road pleading him to talk quietly so that his brother would stay sleeping.  Our children sleep with white noise machines - I missed the note about making noise while your kids sleep.  My oldest did an amazing job with the instructions to whisper.  It was the fire truck that forgot to listen.  It came roaring behind us, stuck behind two lanes of cars at a read light and sat with its sirens blaring for 2 full minutes.  Within five minutes, my little one was up.

No one slept anymore after that.  Ok, I told myself.  No big deal.  I'll just put them to bed early.  And so, at 6:00 we started our hour long bedtime routine.  This is when things started to get ugly.  The boys take turns  sitting by the faucet as it fills the tub.  This is prime real estate and they don't ever forget whose day it is.  It happened to be my oldest's turn and he climbed in quickly to stake his claim.  My youngest was not happy about it and calmly bent down and bit my oldest in the shoulder.  I pulled him out of the tub to tell him we don't bite then set him back into the water.  Not quite done making his point, he stood up and promptly peed all over my oldest.  Not joking.  This time, I pulled him out and told him he was done with the bath clean or not.  That's when the screaming started.  Blood curdling screaming.  I did my best to stay calm as I cursed car seat naps and tried to put pajamas on his flailing legs.

By 7:15, everybody was in bed and, I think, already asleep.  My husband and I just stared at the TV for an hour before we even talked to each other.  Some days are like that.  Some days are a great time until they aren't.  And that's okay.  In the end, we made a memory.  I think I should write down the very first time my youngest peed on his brother.  It's a day to remember.

How do you get through the long days when both you and your kids have had enough of each other?

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