Friday, October 17, 2008


The word "help" apparently appears in 52 of my posts, although none of them have the distinction of being titled help! Which, of course, automatically brings to mind the song by the Beatles {help! I need somebody. help! not just anybody} with lyrics that are all too true.

It's fall break. Bleh.

Sure, fall break is fun in principle, but it messes with my schedule. And it means my first-grader has more time to hang around the house being ornery and mean to everyone who crosses her path {as first graders are wont to do} which makes her younger siblings retaliate in kind {as siblings are wont to do} and then the mom, who has a cold and is already tired, feels completely over the top and realizes that the best thing to do is to clean the toilets. Because they could use a good cleaning. Really, they could. Also, she might yell too much.

Better to stick with the toilets.

And I could use some instruction on how to deal with early-morning sibling rivalry. And unruly children prone to exaggerated crying jags carefully calculated in their appearance as well as unrealistic expectations. Also, what to do with a mother's unrealistic expectations. Because apparently I have a few.


  1. Dear Anonymous,
    Thank you for your correction, which I appreciate. I am generally annoyed, however, by anonymous corrections, so please, if you would be so kind, next time sign your name.
    the Management.

  2. Good luck with that, I don't have any instructions for you, my kids are not to that stage yet. So I'll be interested to hear what others might say. As for mother expectations, I expect those get taken careof when we hit rock bottom and can't handle everything anymore. At least that's how it works for me. Love your blog.

  3. I'm just getting a handle on this myself. . .thinking next time I'll do ____ and then the next time looks very little like the first so ?? Good luck. Hopefully you'll find some time to ENJOY your fall break. =)