Wednesday, August 10, 2016

coming down from the high

Apparently there is nothing like 3 days of action-packed fun to cause a major wave of moodiness and bad tempers in the toddler/preschooler set.  Like WOAH.

I really, really, REALLY want to enjoy my evenings with A&C.  I don't see them for very long on weekday mornings these days (often just 30-45 minutes, since they have been waking later) and therefore this is really our weekday time together.  I am the primary parent at home in the evenings, arriving every day between 5:45 and 6 pm.  Josh does join us many times at 7 or so, but it's unpredictable - some weeks are fantastic and he's here almost every night, other weeks he will miss the kids for days at a time.  

ANYWAY, so I view the nights as My Kid Time.  In my dream world, during Kid Time we talk, play, snuggle, laugh, read.  There is soft lighting and singing.  There are smiles and kisses.  Also in my dream world, there aren't 28732 Zika-containing mosquitos outside at dusk and the temperature actually drops below 80 sometimes, so maybe we would go outside and take a lovely walk around the neighborhood.

My dream world sounds fantastic.

But last night (and often, sadly) in the real world there is hitting (between siblings and ALSO sometimes them going after me, which UGH), toy-stealing, screaming, and the like.  The weather is almost always stormy and invariably muggy (and mosquito filled), so there is little choice but to spend these hours in the house.  

Last night was -- well, to continue the dream metaphor, somewhat of a nightmare.  I have been sort of anti-time out since reading No Drama Discipline.  I do think that often connection and logical consequences work better than arbitrary punishment tactics.  But man oh man.  Last night nothing seemed to work.  

And I hate it.  I don't want to dread coming home in the evenings.  Yesterday was an incredibly busy office day, and to come home to that?!  Honestly, just misery.  Maybe it's coming down from the LEGOLAND high.  Maybe it's because we're all sick again (yes, my blogrecords confirm that this is the second time in less than a month).  Maybe it's just a phase and things will be better in a week or so.

Hoping for all of the above.  

If you have young kids and have any words of advice to offer, I am game.  Tonight has to be better.