Holy shit, it's been a long weekend.
Usually, the boys piddle around in their rooms or play outside during the day on the weekends but I guess since Sweety was gone yesterday that they were thrown off kilter. I couldn't turn around without bumping into them. LittleBrother(11) didn't want to go to his baseball game yesterday but I made him and he was grouchy about that. Shortly after we got home, my friend and her kids arrived and we ate tons of pizza and junk food, The boys got to stay up as late as they wanted (they passed out at midnight) and that cheered him up.
When LB was bitching and moaning about having to go to the baseball game yesterday (and let me say that every damn time I looked at him he had something to say about it!) I told him that when you're part of a team that you don't get to pick and choose what you do. In life, you have to do things sometimes that you'd rather not. So he looks at me and kind of rolls his eyes and asks me, "Right. What do you ever have to do that you don't want to?" Kid, that was the wrong question on the wrong day. "I don't want to go to the baseball game either. It's freaking hot, you are pissy about going and heaven help me if you don't win because then you'll be a little pill and I have to deal with it. I'm going because you're playing and I like to watch you play and cheer for you." He had such a surprised look on his face. It had never occurred to him that perhaps parents do things that they'd rather not do for their kids.
We all got up early this morning and spent a good 6 hours at Sea World. BigBrother(13) really didn't want to go because there was some basketball game on t.v. that he wanted to watch and was pick-pick-picking at me. "When are we going to go home?" "What time are we leaving here?" My reply to, "If I start acting bad, will you take me home?" was "No. Not before I'm ready to leave here. And when we do get home - I'll peel your television right off of the wall and you won't even get to see what the basketball score was." shut his piehole. He was very quiet for about 10 minutes after that but he can't stand to give the silent treatment and quickly joined back in on the conversation and whatnot.
Yeah, so me and the boys have had some nice conversation.
We really did have a good couple of days. They are good kids and I am a squirrely bitch. As nice as it was to sleep with Stinky Dog last night, I'm really glad that Sweety is home.