Sock Wars

Yesterday afternoon was almost the end of my sanity. It was rainy outside... all the kids were being clingy, emotional, and literally bouncing off the walls. I was at my wits end... our playdough was dried up, we couldn't agree on a puzzle or game, so I settled with folding laundry on my bed while the kids bounced away. Three kids bouncing on and off a bed is just asking for trouble especially when one of them thinks he's a Jedi at war with his sith sisters (Star Wars reference for those of you not familiar). So before I knew it, Larkin and Brooke were crying as hudson was entering his bounce/roll around the room crazy man mood. I was on the verge of tears... it was just too much yesterday. So, to release my frustrations and not let the kids see me cry, I started pelting Hudson with balled up socks from the laundry. The kids thought this was hilarious, and even I started to laugh as it turned into an all out sock war. The kids and I had dozens of socks out and were chasing each other around the house throwing socks at each other. Do I get the bad mommy award when I admit that whacking hud with socks made me feel a little better inside?? It was all in fun, and everyone had a blast... That is until Hudson stole Larkin's socks and it ended in tears. But, that got us to dinner time and the rest of the night went a little bit better. It just goes to show that some of the best times are unplanned and happen unexpectedly. The kids are still talking about our sock war today.