Operation Be Here Now, Day 2
We're having a quiet evening here at the Circus. It is absolutely lovely.
You see, from the crying tantrum my nine-year-old threw at the final bell, because her teacher had neglected to pull down the box of confiscated crap to return to the kids, to the laller laller laller laller laller-laced trip to Trader Joe's that I just endured, I have been on the verge of wanting to Be Anywhere That My Children Are Not Right Now.
After the Trader Joe's baloney, my husband and I tagged teamed them with a one-two combo of righteous indignation and Voice of God. We used every single cliched parenting phrase available in our arsenal. Our voices rose and fell in a cadence normally reserved for some fierce preaching. It was a Thing of Beauty.
The kids remained uncowed in the back of the van. We got home, and we banished them to their rooms to think about their awful behavior. And now, we're having a nice glass of wine, and some yummy finger foods, while the kids eat in solitary confinement. This too, is a Thing of Beauty.
Operation Be Here Now is officially suspended until we get the troops trained. Operation Thing of Beauty - shock and awe phase - is underway.
For my next trick, I'm going to be digging into the tools at chorebusters.com, which a friend turned me on to a long time ago when my kids were too small to be useful in a labor-type way. Sure, they are cute and smart and funny, but people? I've been aware that they could be doing so much more to help out around here - and I've been too busy/lazy to fight the good fight.
No more! It's boot camp week at Three Kid Circus.