Lets argue

I am sure that there are many who try to imagine what my life must be like. I have 4 kids- 4, 2, and two 3 month olds. They are all home with me. My dear sweet husband works 40+ hours per week with a commute in there of at least a half an hour each way. Then he goes to school from 6-9 pm Monday through Thursday. It sounds worse than it is but it can get hard some moments.

The other night I was trying to get my big boys in bed and trying really hard not to get frustrated with the dragging of the feet. Yet I wasn't doing so good. I have really really really tried lately to not make threats that I know I won't follow through on. So when Turner was playing instead of putting on his PJ's, in a moment of "I don't remember how I am suppose to handle this situation" (that moment happens a lot around here,) I blurted out "if you don't get your PJ's on right now you will regret it!"

Well, he started crying and said "I won't gret it!" then he completely breaks down and in pure frustration he cries out "I don't know what gret it means!" It made me laugh, take a step back and really try to enjoy just being with my adorable kids.