In our house, we have this fabulous little disciplinary tool we like to call the “whining medicine.” We’ve also expanded its uses to cover “not listening” and “crying.” It works on our kids like a charm. Intrigued? You should be.
Now go read this post and then come back.
Did you read it yet? Yes? No? Well, moving along…
The other day one of the kids introduced the word “stupid” into our house during an argument with the sibling. In an attempt to cut this off at the pass, my dear husband replied, “Please don’t say stupid or we’ll have to give you the stupid medicine.”
One month, one week, and one day ago we moved into our current home. We had been here about a week and a half when my parents came out for a 10-day visit. They wanted to help. They did help. Dad helped with the back deck. Mom helped with the laundry that had piled up during the nearly 2 weeks it took us to decide upon, purchase, and get delivery of our new washer and dryer. They both helped with the kids.
It was a great visit, but it’s impossible to “settle in” when you have houseguests.
We have now had a few weeks with the house to ourselves. We’ve unpacked almost all of our boxes. We’ve gotten rid of the furniture that doesn’t fit in the new space and purchased ‘new’ furniture that does fit (nobody mentions that part in discussing the cost of moving). Most importantly, the hot tub is up and running. It feels like we’re nearly settled in. It feels pretty good.
Of course, once the ‘settling in’ has settled in, the discovery of the household quirks and flaws sets in. We’ve discovered that we can’t use the toaster oven and the microwave at the same time, nor can we use the kettle and the dishwasher at the same time. (I refuse to reorganize the carefully organized kitchen into a less convenient layout because of some stupid electrician!) We also can’t run the dryer with the basement window open or all of that hot air will blow right back into the house.
But it’s our home and we are here to stay because I sure as hell ain’t moving again any time soon!
Upon seeing one of the photos from our wedding, our son asked, “Is that from when you were in love?”
Yes, way back in the day kiddo!
We’re coming up on our 9th anniversary soon. 9 years, 2 children, 2 graduate degrees, 7 moves, 4 renovated houses, and we’re still together. Maybe we just looked more energetic and enthusiastic back then!