Oh the Joys of Motherhood!

To-day, August and Patience drove me absolutely crazy. Actually Paitce (sounds like Paishe, it's what we call her) was much less of a drama queen than usual, and she's sick. I hear her coughing even now. August. . .oh wow! Drama all day. We tried to go to the park, he, Paitce, the two dogs and I. . .he on his scooter. . .We had issues with him crossing the street. I warned him thrice; at the third time I told him we would walk back home to put his scooter there then walk to the park again. Well a minute later, off he goes across a street without waiting for me. So I told him we were going back then. He started crying and yelling standing there on the street. I got him to the corner, then he announced he would proceed to the park sans us girls and canines. I had by then taken his scooter, left it on the sidewalk and tried to reason with him. . .so he took off across the street. That is the worst thing for someone like me to see--the mom gene kicks in really fast! I tied the dogs around a post, told Paitce to wait and not move (I knew she would listen) and took off after August. He hopped over a small wall and was sprinting away from me. My longer legs and rush of maternal adrenaline facilitated a quick catch up. I tried picking him up, but he kept going limp, crying and such. I got him up, carried him over the wall, across the street to Patience and the dogs, with him hysterical. I was able to carry him so he couldn't kick, but being a dead weight and attempting to kick, he was getting heavy. I put him down and made him hold my hand while we walked back, and Paitce got to ride the scooter. He told me "you were right, I need to rest in my room for a while"(!). Of course the dogs took off when I opened the door for them, since they had just got their collars off. We got the dogs and all went inside. I sent him to his room to calm down. Then came the pesky,

"Can I come out now?"

"No, it's only been 15 minutes, you need to rest."

" But why?!?!?" *tears* *yelling*

My point exactly.

Repeat, except maybe change it to "I'm hungry" or "I have to go potty" (I let him do that, because at this point I am not sure if it is just a cop-out or for real)
We also had some after dinner drama. I sent him to his room, and luckily he fell asleep pretty fast. Goes to show he was tired. He fell asleep two hours earlier than usual.

I'm tired!