I am beginning to think that I am crazy. Seriously, certifiably crazy. Donovan has been living in Victoria for the last 8 days for his intensive introduction to the MBA program at Royal Roads. I have been in HELL. 3 boys who are seemingly adjusting (to outsiders) to a nomadic lifestyle but to me are clearly not coping well. Their sole purpose in life right now is to make me miserable and to beat the living shit out of one another.
Did I mention that I am living with my in-laws who love to feed my children sugar and yell at them when they misbehave. ( and when I say yell, I mean scold them while laughing) This can be understandably confusing for a child, especially the three year old.
I have been trying to keep the boys busy. I have taken them (along with some help most times) to the pool (probably never again..maybe but I have to forget about the terrifying moment when I thought Kiran had drown but just went to the water slide without telling me), the mall (never again), Granville Island (if it wasn't ridiculously busy perhaps we would go again), parks (lots and lots of parks), bowling, and many other excruciating outings. I have now decided that they are not bored, they are assholes.
I am now drinking a big glass of Vodka while trying to figure out a way to escape this evening for a little much needed Mommy time.
Sunday, 4 September 2011
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