This morning, the kids and I went to The Baptist School, where our Arabic tutor teaches. She has been asking us for almost a year to come and present a play we wrote to her kindergarten classes! We finally went today and it was so much fun! The place was easy to find, the people there were very nice, the kids were surprisingly respectful and quiet. Not sure if it was just the fact that they were trying so hard to understand our English, or if it was just the novelty of something very new and different or if it was our superb visual effects (like the giant fan for the blowing wind of a storm and Claire with a spray bottle of water to make the 'rain pour')... Regardless, it was a positive experience. :) However, at the end, the principal of the school thanked us and gave us all some chocolate. Claire conscientiously asked if it had nuts. The principal laughed a little--I think people think kids say they're allergic to stuff when they just don't like it. Well, the principal said there were no nuts in it...only to find out it was filled with cashews. Lovely. Luckily, I had lots of Benadryll in my backpack. *sigh* Oh well.
We all took the rest of the morning off to read quietly (hooray for reading days!!!!!), so I could work on some stuff for primary. We watched some of a Greek History dvd from the history channel (I didn't like this one so much), talked to Devin via Skype, then headed out for tennis.
Tennis is sometimes the bane of my existence. Last week, it was awesome! The kids were happy and helpful and concentrated... Today, it was a pain in the neck. The girls were bugging the boys and the boys were bugging the girls and my kids were SOOOOOOO tired and snappy and sobby (I made that word up. Deal with it.) that I wanted to pull my hair out. Coach kept telling me I was a saint for dealing with 4 kids with really strong personalities. He he he. Thanks coach. There are times when I think about quitting, but I don't for lots of reasons. If I quit, I'd have to think of some other outdoor activity to do and I don't want to. At least they're outside.
So what made the day the worst ever? I'm sure you're wondering by this point. It wasn't the cashew allergy or the sobbing messes during tennis... After tennis was over, Andrew and I were playing around with one of the big huge jumpropes, making 'snakes' and 'hills' for Peter to jump over. Once, we decided to swing it a little. Peter jumped over it, then it touched the back of his feet, and he completely fell apart. He screamed and yelled and beat the heck out of Andrew... then we left the embassy and he tried to pull Claire in to get him a treat from the gift shop and I said no, and he--wait for it--screamed LOUDER. Andrew joined in at this point because he felt he deserved a treat. Unfortunately, he didn't and I said no. I know, I know. MEAN mom. What can I say? Guilty.
So, that's why it's the worst day ever. We came home, ate dinner, and the kids are all currently in the shower/bath. They are soon going to tell me how this is the worst day ever again, though, because Peter and Andrew have been in the bathtub now for almost an hour. I told the kids that if they ate dinner and showered, I'd let them play on the iPads for a bit. However, they are all going to bed EARLY--so since they've spent that whole hour playing in the bathtub, their iPad time is going to be short indeed. That will call for more weeping and wailing. Does anyone have a tranquilizer gun that I can borrow?
Another funny thing: I just found out that we're changing our time on Thursday night. Oh goody. I was just getting really used to my 5:30 wake up time. :( Now i have to go back to being really tired again. *sigh* So, my question is this: Since my kids are going to bed early tonight, should I follow suit to get myself used to the new early time...or should I take advantage and watch a MOVIE!?? Hmmmm...