Robin's Chicks

Nudge The Nest & Pray They Fly

You are here: Home / Archives for triple threat

Post Dinner Cleanup Dance

by

We dance while we clean because– WHY WOULD WE NOT?!

Also, it makes my kids think they are having fun whilst they are cleaning. Everybody was really into it tonight and I took a little a 15 second video for Instagram. Sadie didn’t feel like she got enough face time on camera so she made me film just her— because she’s Sadie.

Naturally, Aubrey and Emma were not going to be outdone and demanded their own dance solos. Aubrey was really getting into hers– so was I, which is why I almost choked to death when I realized that Sadie wasn’t just walking by the camera…

I’m posting this with Aubrey’s blessing. She ain’t ashamed of her dance moves– and that’s obvious.

 

Ridiculosity

by

Spellcheck obviously hasn’t ever been to my house because that is totally a word. It defines life here in the O’Bryant household. I have specific examples all from yesterday, keep in mind these are ONLY the ones I had the energy to document.

Who puts half a teaspoon of ketchup back in the refrigerator?


Someone ridiculous. Someone with the last name O’Bryant.

Who eats a banana like it’s corn on the cob?

I say “O!” You say, “Bryant!”

“O!”

“Bryant!”

“O!”

“Bryant!”

Who tries to tell you she had a great nap even though you HEARD her scuttling around the entire time she was supposed to be sleeping AND after you’ve walked into your pantry to find THIS?

I’ll give you *three guesses.

*Not coincidentally the number of children I have.

Don’t miss out on my latest giveaway!

 

Bumfuzzled. In A Good Way.

by


I have no explanation for what happened during the filming of this video. None. I wish I did. It would increase my chances of repeating the behavior. Which lasted for hours. HOURS I tell you.


Are you reading this on your little crumb of an island in the middle of the ocean Jenn?? THIS is in your future.

Can anyone explain this to me? What happened to my children?

Motherhood Hurts. No Really. Ouch.

by

Motherhood kicked my tail today. Actually, Sadie kicked my tail today.

Everything I did, she successfully undid in a fraction of the time. Four hours of sorting, folding and ironing clothes? Undone in less than five minutes while I made lunch.

A clean and tidy writing desk? Undone with a pack of stickers in 3.5 minutes while I cleaned aforementioned laundry mess.

Nap time today was preceded by a full hour of screaming and thrashing. I offered everything I could think of: food, juice, milk, rocking, singing, a new car, reading a book. But it only made her scream louder.

Sadie walked nowhere today. Every where she went was against her will and by force. I hurt my wrist this week exercising (you really gotta watch out for those 5lb dumbbells) and every time I picked her up, it hurt.

By dinner I was in tears. I locked myself in my bathroom, took a bath and then limped to my bed. Thanks to squats, lunges and peeling stickers off of hardwood floors all day, I am unable to bend my knees when I walk. And yes, I look ridiculous.

Aubrey and Emma felt sorry for me. I’m not sure if it was the actual tears I cried when Sadie jimmied the fridge open and started stomping deli meats into the floor, or if it was the size of the ice pack I had on my knee. Either way, they brought me Dr Suess’ “Oh The Places You Will Go,” and a glass of ice water and climbed in bed with me. I tried not to sob as I read it.

20110420-092520.jpg

Being a mom is hard. But getting tucked into bed by those three? Worth it.

What have your kids done lately to make you smile? (Or are you still hiding in the bathroom??)

Cotton Pickin’ Cute

by


Aubrey’s class is going to a farm to pick cotton today to learn more about the letter “C.” Please note how Sadie is mimicking Emma… ’tis not a good thing.