The Chaos reigns supreme

The chaos in my house is sometimes unbelievable. Anyone who tells me “at least their not boys,” has never had my girls. They are amazingly funny, creative, loud, rambunctious, active. They rarely watch television. While their friends are watching Hannah Montana or Wizards of Waverly Place or iCarly, my kids are making paper tea sets for an impromptu tea party in the back yard, or mermaids, or bugs.

We do let them watch tv on Saturday mornings, and on car trips on the DVD in the car. The DVD’s are carefully chosen by us. Thomas the Tank Engine. A collection of Eric Carle stories read and gently animated. They Might Be Giants, “Here Come the ABC’s.” Wall-E. No Shrek. No Barbie movies. Nothing suggestive or overly violent.

My girls are best friends. All of them together just go crazy. We babysat their friends (another 8 year old and 6 year old), and the house was only mildly louder and crazier. I love that they are friends with each other. It’s what I wanted, BUT when your children’s friends go home, your house probably gets a little calmer. Your child might be worn out, or just needs some down time after crazy play. My kids play rough and wild all—the—time. From the second they wake up, until they fall asleep giggling in their beds in their shared room, they are constantly on the go—playing, creating, yelling.

And I wouldn’t change a thing.


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