Kahula in the coffee please

Oh good golly miss molly! It's only 845AM and already my daughter is having a 15 min tantrum over the dump truck her brother has. I'm sitting here, in our garage:), while the kids play. Not working as planned. Miss A is sitting an arm length away from me, face down, and SPITTING! I'm trying to ignore this behavior but it's becoming more and more difficult. There is another dumb truck sitting within an arms reach of her. Doesn't want it, its old, dirty and just not nice i guess. Oh she's here now, trying to push me out of my chair. Good luck daughter. OK now she's on my lap giving me the sign language for juice. Oh now we're off to the chalk board her brother is now playing with. Lets see maybe i can climb on it, nope not going to work. She just wants what ever her brother has. Oh now we're going to push the board, maybe I'll get a reaction from him by doing this. Oh my what a child she is.
The dump truck has been abandoned now. She is making the escape for it. Brother is drawing on the driveway with chalk. All is quite. I can hear the birds singing and actually no road noise at the moment.
PEACE!! I wonder if i sneak in the house to get my coffee if all hell will break loose.

I love my children dearly. I'm sure we all do, but gosh darn this job of mommy is exhausting. DH said i could go spray weeds in the bean field. Not something i really care to do, but let me tell you, some days i think i would.

It's been just over a year that I've been home with the kids. It has gotten easier but it took me a good 6 months to adjust. I look back a year ago and i was totally struggling with it. Go from working outside the home for 8 1/2 years to in 3 hours becoming a stay at home mom. It was hard. I talked to my friend Shannan at LEAST once/day. Mostly her calling me. I now know why she called every day. She too knew how hard it was going to be.

I don't miss the days of rushing out of the house and then rushing around once home. I do miss the stress and demands of my job and some of the people. I still have the demands, oh do i EVER, just in a different format:)

so yeah, that's what is going thru my mind and vision while i type this. An update would be, both kids are drawing with chalk with a 'tada' coming from Miss A's mouth every time she thinks she has drawn something beautiful. We're all happy for the moment. Guarantee as soon as a publish this all heck will break out again.

Pass the Kahlua someone!