Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Play Amongst Yourselves...

There are times with multiple kids when you wonder, "Why did we do this? What were we thinking? Make them stop, I just want bathroom privacy. I can't take this much longer!" There are times when they alternate crying/screaming for hours or when they scream together for some kind of tortuous harmony from the pits of Hell. You may whimper, "Why can't you nap at the same time? Or at all? Do you think 4 years is too young for boarding school?"

One day though, one day you will realize there are a few times a day when no one is biting your toes through your socks, crying for a diaper change or throwing toys at you and the house is slightly quieter than a Chuck E Cheese at lunch on a Saturday. That is when you will uncover your eyes and head, look across the room and see the wee ones playing together. No one in a head lock, no fingers in orifices, and no blood anywhere. Smile to yourself knowingly. This may not last long and there are still plenty of the aforementioned joys of parenting to come, but it is a sign and a beacon in darkest night to those expecting to increase their brood or learning to deal with a new arrival. That sign says: It Will Get Better.

(as with most other phases in parenthood, it will probably then get worse again, but for a  little while at least it will get better)

Just a little silver lining for your morning. Now Link is pulling J Bean's hair and she looks like she is about to try the Karate Kid crane kick on him, so I should probably intervene.


  1. My boys play together for about 5-10 minutes and then without warning a wrestling match ensues. It's kind of like the brawl scene in Anchorman.

  2. Well, that escalated quickly. I mean that really got out of hand fast!

    Thanks for reading, CJ!

  3. I can already imagine the dialogue:
    Link: Hey - you ever get into fights when you were a kid?
    You: Huh - plenty.
    J-Bean: Yeah, but it wasn't like the problem I have, right?
    You: Why? Fighting fighting. Same same.