i want to hear you speak about smith sometime! other than just our life chats. i want to be in the room with a group of people that you are lighting up like you do. you are amazing. absolutely positively amazing.
i love sister murphey's blog. her sweet treats tantalize my eyes. TANTALIZE. i'm still dreaming about a chocolate peanut butter cake, filled with peanut butter m&m's and peanut butter frosting. does she make those? that's what i was thinking about when i was looking at all of her creative confections. chase would probably get in fights with bear over her 200 cars. he is pure 3rd child defend your stuff until you die kind of kid. it is so cute, and i would have never allowed such behavior from my other kids, but with chase i just laugh because it is really so so cute.
yesterday we didn't let brennan watch tv all day. or play computer. or use phones. he slept the best 12 hours he's ever slept. i woke up before him feeling refreshed and knew right away there was no way he was going to be on time to school and also i asked sean how many days did he think he we could go without watching tv or playing on phones? he was out of control yesterday and so that's why he lost all of his screens. let me list the things he did BEFORE noon: threw his rain boot at max's head in the car, kicked chase from behind, jumped on his friend cade and punched him in the back seat, yelled, screamed, potty talked like nobody's business, and wouldn't listen to a dang thing. and like i said, that was all before noon. finally i told him to get out of the car, locked the doors, and left him on the sidewalk on our street believing that we were going to the waffle truck without him. then i drove off and around the corner, and back around to watch him from down the street. he just needed a good shite scaring. he sat in susie's driveway crying for 5 minutes with no coat and no boots. then i drove up to him from behind and asked him if he was ready to get back in the car and made him explain how he was going to act if we let him back in. he stopped crying, told me his plans, and had to make apologies to everyone in the car. it worked. then we drove to the waffle truck, and got chocolate filled, biscoff, whipped cream, raspberry topped waffles in the snow from the waffle love truck {b/c it was snowing and windy like crazy at this point}. was it around when you were living in provo? they have their shop down there, and now they send their trucks all around the greater salt lake every day. i follow them on instagram because they tell you where their trucks are going to be for the next day the night before. so anyway, they were right down the street yesterday and we went. and cade peed in a puddle right in front of the truck, and we all laughed, and i'm pretty sure it made the college boy's in the trucks day, and then a truck almost ran over all four kids while we were trying to take their picture in front of the waffle love truck. i'm sure that the waffle love truck people were shaking their heads and telling their girlfriends last night about the kid that peed in the puddle in front of the truck, and about the two moms with the crazy kids. POSITIVE:) oh the shame!!!! not really;) but the waffles are amazing amazing. melted in my mouth, and even tasted amazing hours later once they cooled down. the chocolate had hardened on the waffle and the cream was all eaten off, but the waffles with the hard chocolate still was just as good. it totally reminded me of when we would have waffle parties at my apartment before 3pm student ward church in chico, and i would put peanut butter, and ice cream, and chocolate sauce, and whipped cream on waffles for everyone and they all thought i was CRAZY, but i didn't care because it tasted so amazing:) good good memories.
other things brennan did the rest of the day: strangled chase, body slammed chase, chased max around the house while she screamed and cried, picked his nose, read books for an hour with me, drew pictures of rainbows and wrote letters to the st patrick's day leprechaun, screamed at chase, drew chalk on the sidewalk with his friends, went to his secret hide out around the corner on bikes with his friends, threw his ninja turtle truck across the patio, put a hole through his new shirt with his pencil during homework, banged the trampoline ladder onto the bbq, and broke the lightening mcqueen parking garage. it was a day. so i put him to bed at 7:15 and read books to the other kids until 8. brennan was screaming at me from his bed, telling me i was the meanest mom on the block, he didn't like anyone, not his friends, not me, not dad, not max, no chase, "NOOOBOOOODY!!!!" and then he got really quiet, and i thought he was asleep, but when i went to put the other two kids to bed half an hour later i walked by his room and i heard this sweet little quiet smiling voice say, "i'm glad you're up here mommy. i love you." and right then i knew that putting limits on him was what he needed right now. and it wasn't fun, and it made me feel not nice, but it was the right thing to do. then i kissed all of my babies, gave them all hugs, and sang a song to max and brennan in each of their beds, and left them all to their drooping eyes. then sean got home, and i told him about everything and we laughed and talked serious about if what we were doing was the right thing for him, and finally decided that he's just not allowed to hurt the other kids in the family and destroy his stuff, and if no tv and a little tough love for a week is what we feel we need to try, then that's what we're going to try and we would reassess how it goes in a week. so that's the plan. this parenting stuff is a hard business. i know you know.
our favorite thing to do right now is ride bikes. after 4 days of sick kids over the weekend we just couldn't watch CARS one more time, and so i strapped chase to my back and we rode off on what was going to be an amazing bike riding outting! except for all three kids cried the entire time, and we only made it a block, and i ended up turning around and peddling chase home to get him out of his misery and the other two kids were literally screaming and crying all the way back. it was not awesome. except for these two pictures i took. they were really awesome and made me happy:)
there's nothing worse than a sick mom.
when the mom is down, the house is down.
i hope bryce is making you tea with lemon at night,
or waffles with nutella, biscof, and cream with raspberries on top.
or something else really germany great that you love.
the trees are all budding right now.
even our peach tree.
i can't wait for all of the spring blossoms to open up.
sending hugs and vitamin C your way.
love,
em
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