Patience

Robert stayed home from school today.  Most of the day he's been relaxing on the couch, watching tv, and leaving the rest of the munchkin population alone.  I don't like it when the kids are sick, but I love it when they sit around and do nothing.  The twins are not sick today.  The twins are full of fire and mischief today.  Between digging in the unpacked kitchen  boxes for possible weapons, beating the snot out of each other, and screaming louder than banshees they're driving me crazy!  I can deal with the make-shift weapons, I can deal with the wrestling matches on the floor (hell, I'll even ring the bell *ding**ding*) I can NOT however deal with the screaming.  Even more than Matthew standing next me whining Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, MoMmY, MOMMY, MOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, the screaming gets to me.  It's like a white hot poker straight in my brain.  I've been running a little thin on patience anyway dealing with the general mayhem created by caring for 4 young kids.  Today my patience is SHOT!  I swear, one more scream and I'm going off the deep end.

Mommy needs a time out!