Terrible Twos a little early...

My fiance has been working alot lately. Sometimes 12 or 14 hrs a day. This makes me feel like a single mom. I am stuck in the house all day with anywhere from two to four children. Individually they don't bother me. It is when you put them all in the same room to play that things get loud and crazy. You would think in a mess of a million toys they would all be in heaven. Not such the case. It seems that there is always one magical toy that captures all of their attention at the same time. Sharing is never an option. Screaming and yelling ensues. I let them fight it out for a minute or two thinking that they will come to some sort of agreement. Sure not! I have to repeatedly go in break it up and decide who should play with what. My baby is the worst of them all. She is a vicious one year old. If she wants something she will attack you until she gets it. Perfect example of this behavior is when my two oldest girls are sitting at the computer desk. No matter what they are doing, whether it be homework or disney.com, she wants to be on the chair with them. There is not enough room for her to sit with them so she does the only thing she can do. Torture and maim. She pinches, hits, pulls hair, scratches and screams bloody murder. Yes she is ONE! Her ridiculous antics don't stop there. She does the same to me and her dad to. I swear she is going thru her terrible twos early. I can't be mad at her though cause she is just so damn cute

I know I have not posted in a week or two. I suppose I could use the excuse I was busy. Certain days and times yes I was busy but mostly I was just to lazy to type. Please do not take it personal I barely updated my facebook status and I did not reply to any emails either. I have just been stuck to my couch flipping through stations. Of course that was in between my usual daily activities with the children. Cheer ended for one daughter but is still going on for my oldest one. She has another competition this Saturday. Then we are done til next year. I think I will start saving the money now for it to. Cheer was way more costly than I anticipated. But well worth seeing my daughters smile when they received their cheer medals at the competition two weeks ago.

My baby turned one on Halloween. We did a costume party with all of her friends. Ok she doesn't really have friends but she has a lot of siblings and cousins. The party was great and she loved all of her gifts even the clothes. She taste tested everything she opened. Oh how I can not wait until she grows out of the stage of putting everything in her mouth. Even at one she has such a personality about her. Not to mention she sucks everything in like a sponge. It is like having my own little parrot. She watches our every move and then mimics it the best that she can. I worked a lot when my other kids were this age. So I have not been able to determine yet if she is just a baby genius or if this is just normal. I am leaning towards genius.

With one daughter moving into toddler years my eight year old is quickly moving into her teenage years. Yesterday she came home from school declaring that she needs makeup and hair stuff. Stuff meaning mousse and hairspray. What do I say to that. On one hand I want to get it for her and on the other I do not want her to grow up to fast. Not to mention I am scared of what she may look like when she walks out of the bathroom in the morning. Makeup just is not her strong point. Maybe we will start off with some lip shimmer. I think I can handle a little shimmer. The next problem that all of this poses is my six year old daughter. All she ever wants it to be just like her sister. There is no explaining to her that there is two years between them and somethings she will just have to wait to do. I do not foresee this getting any easier as the years go on either. These girls will truly be the ones to test my patients that's for sure.

Was wondering if they make a medicine that helps you sleep through your childs teenage years?

My daughters are eight and six according to their birth certificates. Ask them how old they are and sometimes the answer varies. My eight year old "feels" fifteen alot and my six year old talks like she is going on twenty. I always dreamed of having all boys girls were never in my plan. I know what my sister and I were like and what we put our parents through. Karma seems to be passing by my house more and more as they get older. My youngest is so calculated almost like she is always planning something. Since the day she was born I would joke how she had mob connections. With each passing year that idea solidifies. One day Big Sal will be at my front door asking to speak with her.
I treat them sort of like twins in a way. I always dress them in similar outfits. I just yell "GIRLS" when I need them for something. As they get older though I am noticing that they have two opposite personalities. My oldest is full of anxiety. She must know every detail of the day before it starts. If something gets changed like a time we need to leave or something that needs cleaned it throws her into a full blown anxiety attack. It is as if at eight she is carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. We have helped battle these meltdown with the help of list and not telling her of any future plans later in the week. Her social life is exploding. It seems like every weekend she has a friends house to go to. Her appearance has become important to her. She has a very funky ecclectic taste when it comes to clothes and accessories. Mismatched outfits, two different earrings, scarves, not to mention her hair and nails. I have colored her hair with several colors of manic panic and recently we cut it a little shorter than normal. Now she styles her hair so that it hangs over her one eye. (Her younger sister calls that the one eye.) I am not so scared of her becoming a teenager. I imagine she will be the girly girl that happens to dress like a punk rock star of some sort. As for my other daughter I may need to be put in a coma.
A few nights ago my oldest was of course staying at her friends house so as a special treat to my younger daughter I let her stay up late with my boyfriend and I. She must have imagined a fun filled night of playing on the wii. Probably because we always joke that the adults stay up late every night and play it without the kids to kill us. After convincing her that we did not play the wii on thursdays she settled for sitting on the back porch and hanging out while we talked about our days. That was short lived when she told the both of us to stop talking it was her turn. Her stories started out with innocent talks about what was on the disney channel and then it quickly turned. It gave me a glimpse of what life was going to be like in a few year. It was hard to keep a straight face. She began to tell me how a boy named evan in her class said he was in love with her. They are in Kindergarten. I threatened to find evan and beat him down. She wasn't having that. She then defended the story with the fact that she did not love him. I suppose that makes things a little better. The conversation eventually lead to when she was 16 she would have a car and I was going to get it for her. I declined that idea and told her to get a job. She bypassed that idea and went on to tell me of all the reasons why she may be late for her curfew. Yes she already had excuses such as car trouble and her watch broke. What will she come up with in the next ten years in her list of excuses? I don't want to think about it. I just want to find a medicine that will allow me to sleep through the teenage years.