is so not fun... Not fun at all!
My magic bullet chopping blade is missing. To be frank, since I have two magic bullets, two choppers and one mixer are missing and I have turned my kitchen literally upside down trying to find them. They are no where. In the process of looking however, I did find a few interesting things.
One of them being that my three kids have gone through 75 Capri Suns in 17 days. Let's do some math, shall we? Three kids times 1 Capri Sun five days a week. Three times 17 equals fifty one. Minus about six or seven because two of those school days they didn't take juice because they were going to the dentist and one day, Olivia didn't go to school. So in reality 44 juices should be gone or one BJ's pack plus four drinks from the first box of the second pack. They have gone through 75 drinks. In 17 days.
I found about ten empty Capri Sun's behind the microwave. A couple under the fridge, some under the toaster oven, and one or two behind the stove. Part of me is wondering my my kids were sneaky enough to drink them but not get rid of the evidence in a more permanent way... like say oh... THROWING THEM OUT!
Seriously, my kids suck at espionage. This is probably a good thing but they really suck. Worse when they work separately they end up pointing the finger at each other and when they work together they still work separately and STILL end up getting each other in trouble...
I found nutri-grain bar wrappers under the sink, some in the fireplace in the living room and in a drawer.
What I don't get is how to get them to understand that they are stealing from themselves. They aren't eating the food that I eat. They aren't going and cooking things like whole chickens and eating them. They aren't making cakes and devouring them before I even know the cake mix is missing. They aren't hurting me in any way and I can't get them to understand that.
I think this is a desperate out cry for attention and frankly, they've won. But not the way they think they have.
I took the capri sun's away so that now they have to drink water from the water fountain at school. I have also called the school and asked them to block drink purchases during lunch. The nutri grain bars I am leaving where they are only because when they finish them, I will simply not buy anymore.
We have also started a new world order. They, and by they I mean Jovaughn, broke the dishwasher so now dishes have to be done by hand. This works because I also have taken on the task of teaching them that as sisters and brother, they need to learn to work together and get along, So I put all three of them in the kitchen. I then informed them that they were to make my kitchen spotless and if I found anything wrong, all three of them would catch it on their butts. This went for the floor, the stove, and the dishes.
OMG bloggers. for the first time since I assigned this task to the boy, I have clean dishes. I mean clean like I'm not afraid to drink out of the cups or eat off the plates. For the first time in a long time, I do not live in fear of catching E coli from my very own dishes. It's freaking awesome. And even though it took them two hours past their bedtime to achieve this, my kitchen was clean and best of all, there was no fighting. None. none at all. It was like... like... awesome. Three kids stuck in a kitchen under the threat of being whooped until hell froze over and no fighting...
I have told them that they are each responsible for every room they live in this house. So when it comes time to clean the bedrooms everyone will be in one room. The boy will help clean the girls room and the girls will help clean the boys room and the bathroom will be done communally. There will be no playing outside, no cable tv. And no wii until they learn that one, they must work together, two my blades for my magic bullet are found, and they learn how to clean. They will be their own best friends.
Oy! This is going to take forever. Doing it sick is no picnic either but I will prevail.
Can someone pass me a dayquil??
