A day in the life of a Military Wife

{ April 27, 2008 @ 12:23 am } · { Uncategorized }

Today started off like any other day, the kids walking into our room and crawling in bed with us. I think that is cute how they do, and then go back to sleep. After another hour or so we decided that it was time to get up and start our day. We head to take our baths and as i start the water for the kids i walk over to my husband sitting on the computer and give him his morning kiss.. which so happens to be 2 steps from my childrens closet…i grab some clothes for all of them to wear for the day and i head back in the bathroom… after we are all finished getting nice and clean, we head back out to the front room of SpongeBob and getting dressed. Now normally i would give my daughter a choice between 2 outfits, it gives her a sense of self and making her own decisions, but today was a 1 outfit day. She is out of the clothes that she loves wearing and i have to do some laundry to get them back…the fights start. First she absolutly hates the pink pants…but she has no choice which makes her even madder. We argue for a few minutes, i finally get her to put them on, struggles, and then i send her to her room because we have a no-whinning tolerance. If she has something that she wants to say, she needs to say it in a normal tone…now let me remind you that my daughter is 3, and VERY STUBBORN. There is no talking to her about her clothes… she doesnt understand that she can’t wear the cute pants with the strawberries on them because she had a accident the day before, and to top it off she is the most high maintenance little girl i have ever met…I’m talking lipgloss, everytime we go to the store she would give up a $50.00 toy for a $0.97 lipgloss…which is good in some ways but others not so much…

After our many struggles this morning my husband and i decide that we want to do something fun with the kids… now it was nice and sunny up to this point in the day… the second we step outside to take them to the park…it’s starts RAINING! Now after you tell a 2 and 3 year old that they are going to play at the park with the slides and swings… thats all they think about… so we try to compromise with them and take them to get happy meals. Didn’t work. Another fight persists…

After this fun filled day this military wife had to come back to our “lovely” home in Kansas… and clean, clean and more clean…then cook dinner….then clean some more….

Fun huh???

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