Gotta love MEA weekend.

MEA weekend is upon us. It is really the first break in the school year. Its a Thursday and Friday off from school for the students, and a bunch of conferences for the teachers. MEA has always been a welcome break in the school year for us. That is until this year!!! There's SO much going on right now, and SO much extra stress that a full four day weekend with my crazy rampaging kids just doesn't seem like much fun right now. Nope, no fun at all!

These next two days will be medication free for Dallas, which in itself is always a huge headache. He's ADD. Not ADHD, just ADD. And his meds help him from feeling like his head is going a million miles a minute. And when the meds are not present and the head goes a million miles a minute, so does the mouth! Not something you'd take as a bad thing necessarily right? Yeah. It gets REALLY REALLY old after about the 10th time you've heard the same thing. And its him telling it to you again and again because he honestly can't remember if it was just in his head or if he really said it out loud. That's a feeling we can all relate to I think. But one that gets old.

Next I come to Gabriel. Gabriel seems to have a slight case of the middle child's going on lately. He whines, cries and fusses over EVERYTHING. It seems that nothing is fair enough for him and he's always feeling left out. I'll give him the fact that he's stuck in the middle, and I get that. But really, its not too bad. We've kind of always viewed our kids as two and two. Since the first two came only 14 months apart, then there's three/four years between the the next two. Either way his coping technique will be nothing shy of needling each one of his siblings however he can by invading their space, trying to take their toys, not sharing his toys, and giving himself the worlds biggest personal bubble, which of course he'll cry, fuss and come running to me over when someone enters it. We add on to the top of that list his pooping issues and it makes for oh so much fun!

Of course we now come to Kendyl. Kendyl, being the only girl, hasn't really had too many "girlie" personality hiccups. In many ways she's just like the boys. Well, until recently! We play at the school every day after the boys get out of school. This not only give them the chance to burn their energy but gives Kendyl the chance to play with some girls. She loves it. But she's picked up one girlie thing from all this that I could REALLY live without. She's discovered the art of screaming like a girl. You know the scream I'm talking about. That really high pitched, ear drum shattering scream. And she's using in any way that she can, I think just to try out her new found talent. The boys come too close, she screams. They try to play with her, she screams. They change the channel off of the cartoons she wanted, she screams. You get the general idea. Its only 10:00 am here, and I've already thought about locating some ear plugs. It doesn't seem to matter how many times we talk about how screaming is NOT ok, she keeps on doing it. I guess you can say she's got some good perseverance!

And last, but certainly not least we have Kaleb. Poor Kaleb just wants to be like the big boys. It doesn't occur to him at all that he's 3 years younger and Gabe and 4 years younger than Dallas and that there are just things they can do that he can't. If they're all playing Lego's, he gets frustrated because he can't quite manipulate the little bitty Lego's like they can, which results in a less than master piece end result in his eyes. Which then results in him running to me in tears. And how do you fix that? He comes running to me to fix it, because everyone knows that in a little boys eyes mommy can fix anything. And I can't. He's just too little. He'll catch up, I know he will, but by then I'll be lucky if the bigger boys still want to do the same things he does!

So you add all these little personality quirks to the normal list of arguing, disagreeing, sibling rivalry that always seems to be an underlying fact lately, and you have one mommy who is about one fist full shy of pulling out all her hair!!!! I do have one saving grace though. Its supposed to be nice enough weather for the next two days that I can ship them outside to play. That isn't always the fix either though, since Dallas "doesn't like to be outside".


Ugh. The tears have started out in the living room, and I need to go break up the latest of the brawls. I don't know how we do it on the weekends, without all this commotion. It seems that they do just fine when they know they only have to get through 2 days. When you add on more than that it just seems like they're not capable of coping.


So, if you don't hear from me till Monday, or beyond, it may be because I've been admitted to the local psych ward with all the other moms in my situation this weekend!!!