It's not all sunshine and rainbows, you know.

[persephone33]

 Just in case some of you are laboring under the misconception that nothing bad ever happens in my life, I thought I'd share a little story that happened last Saturday.

So I'm sitting at the computer writing (something Caliga related, no doubt), and notice that it's 5:00.  Nolan is taking a nap, so I stop what I'm doing, get up and very sweetly pat him saying, "We've got an hour 'til Church.  Get up."

He grumbles and wakes up in a generally nasty mood, and starts bitching about how I don't ever want to be late for anything, but being on time to church doesn't matter to me.  

Me.  (thinks) What the hell?  We have an hour!  We live five minutes away! (to Nolan)  I'm sorry.  I thought that would give you enough time to get ready.

Nolan.  You're too busy with other things to focus on what's important.

Me.  (ignores this)

Meanwhile, I get the kids ready, get dressed, and we are ready to go out the door at 5:25.  We all look nice, so I ask:

Me.  Can we take a picture?

Nolan.  You're killing me.

Me.  What?  

Nolan.  Why do you do this when we're late?  

Me.  (getting pissed) We're NOT late.  Church starts in 35 minutes.  We live 3 miles away!

Nolan.  (rolls eyes) Fine. (sits) We'll take the picture.

Me.  ( I can be a bitch, when provoked)   No.

Because at this juncture in the day if would be pointless to take a picture, as I was finding it impossible to smile.  I told him as much, and he lost it.

So we all get in the car (I wonder how many arguments between Christian couples start on the way to Church?  I'd be interested to know.) and he starts in on me.  I try to explain why I thought he was being a fantastic bastard (although I judiciously did not use those words), and he just kept on.  I mean, the man should have been a lawyer, he argues so well.  Finally, he yells loudly... and I start crying.  He slams on the brakes, turns the car around sharply, and I ask:

Me.  What are you doing?

Nolan.  Going home.  I'm not going anywhere like this!

(then, from the backseat - quietly, but firmly, almost overlapping)

Aaron.  We don't treat girls that way, Daddy.

Ethan.  You shouldn't talk to Mommy like that.

And it was as if you could hear Nolan the cogs click in Nolan's brain as he realized what he had done.  He apologized, I cried a little more, he commended the boys for reminding him how he was supposed to act, and then apologized to them for speaking harshly to their mother.  He actually spent the rest of the weekend making it up to me, because he was that big of a pain in the ass.

Now at least we know that some of the values we've been preaching at Ethan and Aaron are starting to stick. 

Kind of the hard way to go about finding out, though. 

I'm SO tired.  I see this same sentiment echoed throughout my f-list, as well.  I'm ready for spring.  This 11 degree morning with spitting snow can suck it, as far as I'm concerned.  Spring?  WHERE ARE YOU?

Comments

[nbaeker.livejournal.com]

Good job with your boys...

Brent and I always argue more when we're rushed to get somewhere... (or even when we're not rushed. Especially the city. oi vay, the city! haha. What I'm saying is, you're not alone.
I wish there was a Saturday night church for *me* to go to... Well after this summer there should be something like that... All the people on our island who go to church are elderly. (I mean, over 65, so don't take that as a stab at anyone's age). This would be fine if I didn't have an almost two year old who loves to sing... and then try and preach the sermon. I end up in the basement of the church, in a tiny room I have to duck my head in if I'm standing (and I'm not that tall) with Efrayim. Just like any other day.

Anyways, I digress. you're not alone... arguing before church is standard, and at least Nolan learned (from the boys he'd helped teach, no less) that "we don't treat girls that way" Maybe it'll be a long time before a big argument like that happens again?

*love*

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

The arguments come and go; I just find it odd that they always happen before church!

[autumnrhythm30.livejournal.com]

Aaron. We don't treat girls that way, Daddy.

Ethan. You shouldn't talk to Mommy like that.

I LOVE your kids. From the floor angels to this? Adorable.

Never change kiddos.

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

I know. My little defenders.

[mugglechump.livejournal.com]

I've said for years that I curse more on Sunday morning than any other time of the week. (Sunday mornings when I actually get to church, which are not very often these days.)

But hurray for your boys. Fine little men you have there.

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I rather like them.

[brendanm720.livejournal.com]

Wow... did HE ever get up on the wrong side of the couch...

He actually spent the rest of the weekend making it up to me, because he was that big of a pain in the ass.

:-D

Now at least we know that some of the values we've been preaching at Ethan and Aaron are starting to stick.

[thumbs up]

[airmidm.livejournal.com]

Aww! *hugs* Poor you. At least he apologized and you have the sweetest little boys I've ever seen. I'm sorry that the grumpies that seem to be going around caught up with you. Hopefully they left since he did spend the whole weekend making it up to you. *hugs*

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

He's been less grumpy since being dressed down by his kiddos. :)

[airmidm.livejournal.com]

And the mind pic of the boys dressing him down is priceless.

[goddessvicky.livejournal.com]

If I wanted kids (which I don't) but had them anyway (which I won't) I would want them to be exactly like your kids.

Srsly.

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

Thanks. What a nice compliment. :)

[littlebit-liz.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I am definitely ready for spring. I'm tired of the snow (although, atually right now there is no snow for me because I'm in Houston, but once I get back to college next week I'll be up to my hips in snow, I'm sure), and I'm really sick and tired of it being dark so early. I hate that. It depresses me and sucks the life out of everthing.

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

Oh, gosh, yes. Daylight savings time SUCKS. I loathe it!

[seegrim.livejournal.com]

I have to share in the sentiments already expressed--your boys are ADORABLE. And I'm serious about the arranged marriage, by the way.

I'm sorry you guys had a moment. But yeah, on the way to church and right before, the tension is high at my house.

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

I'm serious, too. Aaron + Becca= Cutest grandkids EVER.

[seegrim.livejournal.com]

Hooray! Now we just have to find a college they'll both agree on! :)

[dragonsangel68.livejournal.com]

It's so pleasing when your kids actually remind you about what your teaching them. You know you're doing a great job then :)

I can't count how many times hubby and I have had that argument. I still don't understand why he gets upset when I've done the right thing and allowed him to nap, then woken him with plenty of time to get ready for wherever we're off to *shakes head* I just put it down to getting out of bed on the wrong side ;)

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

Yeah, naps are what kill me; I know they make me cranky so I DON'T take them :)

[numbaby.livejournal.com]

*snorts*
Pastor's daughter. There are arguments before, during & after Church. And the ever charming "let's use the kids as a sermon illustration without asking them first!", as well as the exciting "let's find out something kind of confronting about my Dad's past when he uses it as a sermon illustration with no warning!"
So yes, we mostly argue after the service.

If/when I finally have kids, you'll give me parenting advice, right? Because those boys are absolute gems.

*big hugs*

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

And the ever charming "let's use the kids as a sermon illustration without asking them first!"

Yikes.

[numbaby.livejournal.com]

Fun for the whole family!
We support rival football & racing teams, so that comes up too.
He had a sermon once where he went through and did a comparison of the qualities of two different groups (the Levites and someone else? I can't remember) and he actually nick named them "Holdens" (crappy cars he supports) and "Fords" (awesome, sexy, cool cars) on the PPT and had the fonts in their respective team colours.

I was filing for him once and found a whole stack of cartoons, my favourite of which was a pastor and his wife driving home, with him saying "You know, my sermons would be a lot more effective if you weren't always yelling out 'Ha!' in the middle of them."

[jazsekuh.livejournal.com]

Your kids are priceless, wish there were more little gentlemen like that out there.

And I'm totally over winter as well. We got teased a little bit last week with spring and now it's snowing again *grumbles*.

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

There are gentlemen like that, they might need to be trained up a bit, but they're there. :)