They are outta control. Fighting with each other. Fighting with Hubby and I. Talking back and generally being disrespectful. Hubby and I are pulling our hair out. This weekend has been hard work. Very hard work.
I'm trying to remain calm. After all, some of it may be anxiety-related about Hubby and I leaving soon for our upcoming trip. (More so for the nine-year-old who is very sensitive about us going. The seven-year-old and four-year-old are simply looking forward to family from Perth coming to look after them, knowing full well they're going to be spoilt rotten!)
Some of it may have to do with the fact that less than a week after school holidays concluded, they all found themselves together again with a pupil free day last Friday. (How's that for a slap in the face? Your kids return to school and BAM! Another day off!)
But with my own stress relating to the trip, it's very difficult to cope with it all right now. Whilst I would love nothing more than to be experiencing the kind of weekend together as a family that only the Sound of Music could rival, it's just not going to happen.
There's only one solutions then the boys get like this: Divide and conquer.
Apart from exercise (important for all kids, but especially for boys), the only way to stop the kids getting on each other's nerves (and ours) is to separate them. Do our best to get them out of each other's hair.
As I write this, Hubby has taken the nine-year-old for a drive to the dog beach with the dog (obviously, otherwise, why go there?). The four-year-old is doing some water colour painting next to me under the umbrella on the outside table, and the seven-year-old is inside playing a little Nintendo DS. (Which kills me considering it's a beautiful, sunny day here in Sydney, but sometimes a girl's gotta do what she's gotta do.)
All is calm for the first time in three days. *sigh*
I'm planning an early dinner tonight and early night for all. Maybe then there'll be a bit of time for a quick game of UNO before bed and hopefully (*crosses fingers*) every one will be happy.
Wish me luck.
What do you do when your kids won't stop fighting?