It's 6:00, do you know where your children are?

My oldest is in his room crying his sweet little head off because I made him turn off the XBox, due to his inability to not get angry with the game he WAS playing. There are so many things wrong with this situation right now. =/

Okay, for starters....he is 5 YEARS OLD!! Should he be playing the XBox in the first place? Um, NO, probably not! But, does he? YES!! All the time, every day. As a natural instinct of self-defense, I was TOTALLY against this from the beginning, but I lost that battle. A sad, miserable, somewhat regrettable loss <---I say "somewhat" because the times when he's NOT getting upset because something in the game didn't do EXACTLY what he wanted it to do EXACTLY when he wanted it to do it, the times when he's laughing and pretending to be and do the same things those superheroes are doing, and saying "Momma, watch this!" or "Look at me!" as he's flying, or shooting lightening from his fingertips, or turning into flames! THOSE times are precious! Those are the times when he is acting like and doing exactly what a 5 year old boy should be doing! Using his imagination and pretending!

But, instead, here we are....Him, in his room crying with his head buried in his pillow, thinking I am the meanest momma EVER!! And, me, feeling so bad for him and wanting to give in and let him have his game back....which leads us to our next problem.

Problem #2...this is probably like the first time, since he's been playing, and by "since he's been playing", I mean since he was like 3.5-4, so we're talking over a year now (YEAH, I KNOW!!!) that he has ever been punished, like really punished (spanking and game off), for his behavior towards his games. He, by nature, is very impatient. It kind of runs in the family...on both sides! He didn't have a chance! So, his frustration and anger with the games has been going on since day 1 of him having access to the gaming console, yet I am JUST NOW deciding "Oh, Hey! You ARE NOT going to act like that!!" Yeah! It's kind of a big deal for both of us!

Meanwhile, my 3 month old was in his swing, crying his sweet little head off, also, because...Well, because he's 3 months old and wants to be held any time his eyes are open, DUH!!

It was going to be a Chicken Fried Rice kind of night, but instead, it turned into pizza rolls cooked in the microwave now sit down and eat, kind of night! Now all I have left to do is give 2 baths, put on 2 sets of pajamas, brush 1 set of teeth, clean out 4 ears, put 2 little people to bed....repeatedly, pack a lunch and book bag for school tomorrow, double and triple check and PRAY that I don't have to send money with him for SOMETHING ELSE, write a note to the teacher asking where my $2.00 change is from the $15.00 that I sent today (It's my money daggumit!), make sure he has clean clothes to wear, if not, wash some, put the 5 year old to bed, AGAIN, then finally, instead of sitting down and possibly enjoying a movie and a glass of wine, go to bed and pass out, so I can get up and do it all again tomorrow night.

Yes! This is how my evenings are. Busy! Chaotic! Stressful! Exhausting!....WONDERFUL! This is my life. These are MY boys, and I wouldn't change a thing!!

-B