Get your mind out of the gutter. I didn't say the mood. I said that mood. You know the one.
The one that means you're one step away from following through on the threat of taking them outside and beating them with a chicken.
The one that has you reciting The Lord's Prayer over and over in an attempt to banish your fantasy of blocking off that space under the stairs and shoving them all in it.
I'm sure it's this cold that is making my head feel like I've been on a bender of a life time without all the funny stories.
It didn't help that while taking the garbage out I managed to slip on some ice at the top of our front steps and skid four plop, plop, plop, plop, steps all the way down to our driveway, where I continued to skid another five feet four inches before doing a back-flop with the top of my head at the base of the first step. Oddly, the only visible sign of distress is the complete lack of skin attached to the top of my right index finger, apparently it's still on the hand rail.
Elaina my love, that voice is honestly going to kill me. She has been stuck in whine for what seems like an eternity.
"I waaaaaaaaaant waaaaaaaaater!!!!!"
"IIIIII can't heeeeeeeaaaaaaaar iiiiiiiit"
You my friend will be the first to discover the power of a foul used as a projectile. Oh come on, it's not like I'd use one of the big buffs, I'd pick one of the smaller rhode island chicks.
Ethan my precious, you're one more chance bucket is empty. The next time you ram into something, kick something ie; balls, books, Chloe, sister, or bug anyone for your general amusement you too will be faced with flying feathers of fury.
Don't worry Elijah isn't getting off the hook here. Luckily for him he finally settled into a nap. His latest discovery of spitting is not nearly as endearing as you would imagine. Although his latest mantra of "I didn't do it! Chloe did it" really is pretty cute.
So I turn the music up a little higher and dream of a day when I can once again smell the chili cooking on the stove.
Let's hope the trio lives long enough to see that day too.
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