I've just about lost my mind. It's been a month of recovery and whining at home with two consecutive tonsil/adenoid surgeries. And God Bless his kind heart, but son is a master whiner. It sounds like this. "Heeeeeeeeeeeh" in kind of a Felix Unger clearing your throat noise. But play it on an endless loop and then run at someone. Cause that's what son does.
I sit on the potty and hear "Heeeeeeeeh" and see him hauling ass towards the john. At the computer "Heeeeeeeeeeh" and he's running down the hall. In the morning before I open my eyes I feel him trying to burrow back into my womb yelling "Heeeeeeeh". And daughter isn't a whiner, she's more of an ass-kicker when she gets overdone. So she's poking son in the armpit over and over till he loses it and runs to me.
Today we actually got to leave the house, something we have barely done over the past 4 WEEKS! In the middle of Subway the kids start going at it. Poke. Heeeeeeeh! And I said, "Wow. You guys are as annoying out as you are at home." Uh - huh, I said that. My sarcasm usually heightens a bit when I'm stressed at the kids. But lately, it's been getting out of hand. After 2.2 minutes of no whining/picking on each other the kids said "Mommy aren't we doing great? And I was all "Yea, you really knocked yourselves out."
So I was thrilled for all of our sakes when the doctor gave son the ok to go back to school tomorrow. Yes I was. Then I got on the phone with a girlfriend and she told me that there is no school Friday or Monday.
(Weeping over my keyboard)