Bad day + No caffeine for over a month = Don't read this if you're under 18!
It has been a long day to say the least. Ethan decided to play in my q-tips and dump half a new box on the floor and the other half in the toilet along with new pantiliners. I had to stick my bare hand in the toilet and retrieve them. It was sure gross.
A few minutes later I find Ryan trying to pull apart two Lego's stuck together with a sharp knife. I calmly told him that was super dangerous and could cut his finger off, he cried and ran to his room.
My boys decided it would be fun to get straws and blow spit out of them onto the kitchen floor. I told Ryan he had to clean his up...and of course he did not. I forgot about it and slipped on the spit. Yes...I slipped on the spit.
Ethan can't keep his clothes on. I am lucky so far I haven't found poop anywhere. But I have stepped on a few open wet diapers. I am frequently washing my feet around here (maybe I just need to watch where I am walking).
My boys WILL NOT listen to me. I have sent them both to time out today so many times I can not count. So now I'm wondering if I'm sending them to time out because they deserved it, or because I'm having a bad day.
(Hmm, I just got stopped from writing this blog...had to put them in time out again for hitting/fighting).
Ben has been in school since we got married. I know it's a good thing..I want him to go. But I am tired of it. I feel like I'm going to break. He is working full time and going to school at night. He is gone from 7 a.m. to 11 p.m every night. Saturdays we see him for 3 hours because he is doing his study group and doing homework. Sundays we "see" him during church, then he does homework. The boys miss him, I miss him. I can NOT wait for next April to come. I feel pretty lonely most of the time. He calls and says, "How are you?". I say, "Fine". Just like I do every other day because I can't say how I really feel otherwise that puts more stress on him. Now don't get me wrong, I sure wouldn't want to be doing what he is doing, but since I can't talk to him about it...I'll blog about it. Maybe I'll feel a little better. I also know other people have it worse than I do and I should shut it...but again, I'm venting.
Maybe this is a bad time but onto Relief Society. I think the core of Relief Society is good, but the people in it...not so much. (I am not ranting about my ward, this goes for all wards I've been to). STOP BEING FAKE. Seriously, don't be my "fake church friend". If you like me, then talk to me. Don't visit teach me for the number (i.e. call the last two days before the month ends). We need to be real. It's not about religion anymore. It's about socializing. Why do we emphasise so much on families but then plan so many dang activities we can't be with our families. For example: I am on the committee this Saturday to help with the General Relief Society Broadcast. I have to be at the Stake Center at 2:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m. That is 6 hours people. The religious part of those 6 hours? 1.5 hours. Why can't we be like them men and ONLY go for the religious part. You know, the part that matters. So instead of seeing my family I get to chop food in the kitchen for people who are my fake friends. (Don't get me wrong, I have friends I still talk to from past wards...if I talk to you...we are obviously not fake friends...this is not about you). It's not just this example though. I'm sure most of you have some sort of calling experience that we are away from our family for non-religious things. I go to church for religion not for socializing. Everyone (including me) needs to stop being so judgemental and be friends with everyone, whether you are LDS or not, whether you wear the right clothes or not, whether you say an occasional swear word or not. It just doesn't matter.
(Okay I am off my soap box now. I may regret this post and delete it at a later time, but for now...it stays).
Ryan & Ethan at the pumpkin patch
I made mashed potatoes the other night (I make them with sour cream...YUM). I turned my back and this is what Ethan was doing. Eating the sour cream like it was ice cream. 
Ben and I took the boys to the Mayan. This is Ryan on the snake out front. When we told Ryan we'd see divers dive into water he though we said "drivers". So he was expecting a car to drive over the edge into the water below. So funny!
