My children don't understand what this means. Every morning when I send them upstairs to get ready for school, I say, "Be quiet please. Your siblings are still sleeping." Not two minutes later, I hear drawers slamming shut, doors closing loudly and usually I hear fighting. So I go upstairs and say to them, "What did I tell you about being quiet?" Looking at the floor, "Be quiet." Grrrrr! So do it! But alas, they inevitably wake up one, if not all the other sleeping children. I just wish they had to deal with their crankiness the rest of the day like I do. Maybe then they'd learn what BE QUIET really means!!
I am a stay-at-home mom to 4 drama-queens, 2 grubby little boys, 2 cats and a tortoise. I constantly threaten to move to Africa and change my name to George, but I secretly love the chaos my kids create. Life is rarely boring and these are our adventures as recorded by me!
A~ 10 years old and loves to torment his sisters. L~ 8 year old drama queen gymnast. M~6 years old and terribly precocious. K~4 year old sweetheart, but she cries, a lot! O~ 2 year old holy terror. E~ 5 months old and the yummy baby.