The Land of Squabble

I am living in the Land of Squabble this morning. We have squealing and yelling and shoving and hitting every 5 minutes or so. In fact I’ve already had to leave off writing this entry to play mediator/policeman/judge. I am all three branches of government this morning as I lay down laws, pass judgments, and hand out punishments. None of us are very happy with the others today.

I think that most of the squabbling is post-first-week-of-school decompression. I was up late last night talking through social/friendship issues with Kiki. I was up late the night before talking over anxieties with Link. Gleek is chomping at the bit for Kindergarten to start next week. She is so frantic for things to do, that she is deliberately tormenting her siblings. I suspect that she is also anxious about school. Patches has extremely mixed feelings about potty training.

What they really need is for me to be a psychologist/therapist and help them work it all through. Unfortunately my children have emotional avoidance and displacement down pat. What they all need is quiet individual time with Mom or Dad. Unfortunately there is no quiet in The Land of Squabble.

As for me, I’d be happy if I could take a shower without having blood drawn during my absence.