My Slaves

I've turned my little men into my little slaves ha, ha, ha hee, hee, hee, It was high time they pitch in around the house. They have always had little chores that haven't helped me out a whole lot, but now they are doing alot of helpful things, like: unloading and loading dishwasher, vaccuming, cleaning toilets, taking all their laundry upstairs and cramming it in their drawers, and putting away groceries, plus dusting and cleaning mirrors. Some of these jobs like the bathroom require that I watch them and show them what to do the first couple of times, but then they get the hang of it and all I have to do is check when they're done. Attitudes have been much better about work since we started boot camp. Luke has been the most resistant to this shift of power, everytime I ask him to do something he wants to say " Is this my destiny", or "this is not my destiny" We have not been watching any Star Wars movies. There was pee all over the back of the toilet the other day and I called them all into the bathroom to see it and claim it. Nobody would admit to even ever missing the water so Luke said it must be me. I told him it couldn't have been me and he said "oh yeah, when you get mad I've seen it in your eye." lol. I have no idea what that says about me as a mother, so I cleaned it up.

My weekend was incredibly boring, we didn't do anything fun, we didn't get anything done around the house, and now monday is looming and I am not ready for another week of school. Usually it's the natives who are restless, this weekend it was me. I can't really blame anything on PMS anymore since my uterus is gone, but that is probably my problem, cuz I still have hormones, I'm breaking out, and I feel like pouncing. Oh and Nate has been doing work on his laptop, and lusting after some special kind of corvette. (ugh) I can not share in the excitement over a car. Also he has been reloading ammunition (translation= making his own bullets), Oh how I need my little girl to come home.