Okay, so the holidays are great, blah blah blah. But honestly, some moments I find myself going just a little bit insane. Last Friday, for instance, when my children ganged up on me for telling Harry off (for whining, which drives me totally nuts) and threatened to send me to time out, I took them up on their offer.
"Fine" I said "I'm gonna make a cup of coffee and go straight to time out!". And I did, too. I figured one minute for every year of age gave me free license to spend 36 minutes in time out so I took a magazine in with me and settled in to read it. Every few minutes the kids poked their heads in the door and said things like "Now, what shouldn't you have done?" and I said "I'm still in time out!" and kept on reading. After 15 minutes they'd found other things to do, and they'd stopped whining. Is that a success? I really don't know.
We have two weeks left of holidays. My sanity may or may not remain intact.
Disclaimer: I really do love my children. I really do.
PS. Because this is primarily a craft blog, you may like to know I cut out a new robot today. His name might be Nigel.