When Italian Tempers Flare

It’s not even officially summer vacation yet. There are still two half-days left in the school year and my kids are already fighting.

Remember all of my posts about my heart melting because my kids love each other so much? Yeah, not so much lately! A day barely goes by without at least one incident resulting in tears or at least whining and tattling!

Today, I had a totall kook-out. Once again, we had barely walked in the door from getting Leah out of school when they started. They went into the pantry for a snack and I heard Chris scream,

“No Leah! Those are MY food!”

I quickly got up, but they were faster. They emerged from the pantry in a full-on tug of war over a bag of cheese doodles. Yes, cheese doodles; something I normally refrain from buying because I don’t actually know what they are. And there are my two children, yanking a bag of the offensive orange (whatever they are) back and forth.

So, I lost it.

“WE ARE NOT GOING TO DO THIS ALL SUMMER LONG!” I screamed, “FIRST OF ALL, I DO NOT BUT ANY FOOD FOR JUST ONE PERSON. ALL OF THE FOOD IN THIS HOUSE IS FOR EVERYONE TO SHARE! AND YOU-” I looked at Leah, ” YOU DO NOT GO AND YANK ON SOMETHING IN SOMEONE ELSE’S HANDS! THIS IS RIDICULOUS!”

With that I plucked the bag from both of their grasps, poured two small bowls full of stupid cheese doodles, and held the bowls out of their reach until they both apologized to one another.

What am I in for???

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