My kids (ok, let’s be honest-my KID named ZOE) has a tendency to really bother her brother.  It is almost like she loves to hear that scream, that screech, that cry, that yelp or that sob.  She just walks by him and pushes him, grabs at his clothes, bonks his head, etc.  Ok, I realize that I may have the only household in America with children that bug each other so please feel sorry for me.  Sometimes there loudness and Zoe’s unwillingness to leave the poor boy alone drives me bonkers and makes me want to do the same things to her.  Doesn’t that sound totally mature and reasonable?  I thought so!  Anyhow, we went to dinner at Joe’s Farm Grill tonight and while we were sitting outside on the table finishing our dinner, Zoe thought it would be funny to grab at Zane’s face and do this:

He actually didn’t make much of a fuss.  He ended up thinking it was funny.  I should be grateful because we could have caused quite the scene (like they do at my house every single day).  Actually, let me back up and tell the real story because I think it started here (as reviewing the pictures tells the true story): Ah-hah… so this is where she is learning things like this!  Well, someday Zane is going to be big enough and strong enough to give her a taste of her own medicine (did I just sound like a mom from the 80’s?  My mom always said that to me-did your mom?).  I am looking forward to that day but until then, he will just follow in her tracks and do crazy things but he has nobody to bother but himself… I do love my kids and there are days that I question my sanity and the level of love.  : )  I better correct that…  today has been a rough day.  It has been spring break, going on week 2 now.  I am trying to keep the little ones entertained while trying to find balance and time for my “work” and how about some quiet time for me?  Does that sound selfish?  That’s Ok, I might be done being polite after today! Its OK, tomorrow will be better-sleep always makes things better, right?