Wow, Wednesday already? Sigh. I have been busy with all things household and houseguest but now things have returned to it’s normal routine. Well almost.

Yesterday my Husband and I had one of those spats over a child rearing issue. (These can get heated as you all know.) He was home from work early and wanted to take both the kids to the park. This was fine except our youngest was approaching meal time and had suffered a long commute so I wanted to let her have some much needed floor time as well as make sure she was fed and bathed before her bedtime of seven. We (My husband and myself) had not been “meshing well” since I picked him up from work. So when he said he wanted to take them both to the park I tried to politely let him know of her impending dinner time. This was not received very well at all. “Just because you want her in bed by seven doesn’t mean she has to be.” Are you kidding me? Has he really not figured out this whole routine thing? Kids actually enjoy knowing what is coming next and it helps to give them a sense of normalcy. Needless to say we both got irritated with one another and he ended up taking our son and leaving us girls here.

Can you imagine a house that runs on the “whatever o’clock” Kids up in the wee hours of the night running around unfed and covered in the days dirt. Perhaps that’s what makes me the mother. I have the foresight to know that if my daughter is tired she is liable to not eat dinner and struggle to settle as I rock her to sleep. It’s a frustrating feeling when you think that your doing something good for your family and it gets twisted in an argument to feel as if I am doing it all for the good of myself. I mean please I get to fold laundry and watch some tv after the kids are sleeping it’s not as if half dressed men stand around fanning me and feeding me grapes. (Although I wouldn’t be against the idea.) I am just simply saying we all eventually have a daily routine and some things we do to keep ourselves in line with it. Am I so wrong? Oh and before you start thinking that my husband and I are still angry at each other we have since made up. Cue romantical theme music. Fin.