tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36725499.post427582235474016290..comments2023-03-31T12:01:55.002-04:00Comments on Chaos: Party of Six: Please tell me I'm not the only one...Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09257383770882314637noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36725499.post-56264496723626668792011-12-16T07:15:28.154-05:002011-12-16T07:15:28.154-05:00I love reading and crafts and games like hide and ...I love reading and crafts and games like hide and seek but the couch thing really bothers me too. I even know a woman that bought a couch with cushions sown on for that reason! (she has two rambunctious boys). My biggest "chore" is Lego sets, which I know makes me a horrible mum, but I end up having to make it and then it gets all bashed to bits and they want it re-made. Sigh. I also don't like playing pretend Superheroes. At 42 I think I've earned my right not to have to be a Power Ranger.Pamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05443153003836499323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36725499.post-28045972015636234932011-12-16T00:02:16.588-05:002011-12-16T00:02:16.588-05:00I don't mind blocks- I go for a pyramid every ...I don't mind blocks- I go for a pyramid every time but don't get too far before someone destroys it. Or we lay them in a row to make a "road" for matchbox cars. Blocks are okay for me.<br />But the fort thing? Ugh! I try not to be a party-pooper but I also can't stand the whole "it's messed up now...waaaahh!!". Well, maybe if you didn't try to shovel EVERY blessed toy you own INTO the fort, it would last a little longer. Or lay on top of a blanket that I already told you wouldn't hold you up. Chloe is a real buzzkill with the tent/fort as well- she lives to destroy.bluedaisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00501263462151943825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36725499.post-83952969227919529202011-12-15T20:52:17.301-05:002011-12-15T20:52:17.301-05:00Ha! I was just building towers with Rebecca today....Ha! I was just building towers with Rebecca today. I don't mind that half as much as bendaroos. Rachel has trouble using them by herself and always wants me to help her. I hate how sticky they make my hands. Thankfully she forgets about them for long periods of time before she asks again!Weedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02189649446206022688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36725499.post-7388638315909019362011-12-15T20:04:19.896-05:002011-12-15T20:04:19.896-05:00For me it's-- Mommy, play soccer with me. Whic...For me it's-- Mommy, play soccer with me. Which means lets go outside and show the neighbors how dorky you run while I kick the ball across the street 200 times. Or into the ditch in the back yard. In the sweltering heat.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05737626342622550476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36725499.post-66863233342667064942011-12-15T18:43:50.793-05:002011-12-15T18:43:50.793-05:00I SO could have written this post! I hate clutter...I SO could have written this post! I hate clutter and mess and having things out of order. 3 kids has stretched me (literally and figuratively!). To add to your list, I hate play-doh...can't stand the feel or smell. It's pretty hilarious watching me try to get the play-doh out of the can for Emmaline w/o touching it and, of course, it is her favorite thing to play with!Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01832584500069938261noreply@blogger.com