Thursday, March 1, 2012

Roid Rage

Just what we need in this house - more noise, right? Abby is giving us more than we can handle lately.

You see, she's always been crazy. Like a couple of Sunday's ago, she had to give the scripture and prayer in primary. Neal and I went to watch her, and Neal was going to help her. She just marched right up to the microphone and started talking, so Neal assumed she had memorized the scripture (yeah, right), and let her ramble. She was repeatedly saying, "And it came to pass. . . the Holy Ghost. And it came to pass. . . the Holy Ghost. And it came to pass. . . Happy Balentines Day."

That last part clued Neal in to the fact that she was rambling. So, he stepped in to intervene. During the prayer, he whispered to her, "speak into the microphone." She repeated, in the microphone, "speak into the microphone."

My little nut.

But the last 2 days have been a whole new level of nuts. Seriously nuts. Me too, in that department. Abby woke up with a fever and barking cough the other night. A trip to the Dr revealed she had the croup. What the heck? That's a first for us.

They gave her steroids, and that's where all our troubles began.

She is seriously insane. Regular Abby energy, only on steroids, so it's like a meth high perpetual motor boat that just won't shut off or shut up. She literally chewed up the wood on Sarah's bed, and tore a book to shreds.

She's an animal.

And, the poor animal of our house, pleasant, patient Molly, is suffering from her insanity.

I was in the other room, feeding Jacob, when I heard Molly yelp. I asked Abby where she was and what she was doing. Abby said, er, yelled, "BE QUIET, MOM!" That's when I knew I should investigate. I found the poor dog hiding her head in shame. I great deal of her fur was on the carpet, as well as some children's safety scissors. Abby's shirt was also covered in dog hair.

Poor Molly got her lady beard hacked by a wicked 3 year old. Part of her eyebrow is missing, too.

Abby kept saying, "Molly's hair is CRAZY, huh Mom."

I kept repeating to her, "Not a good idea, Abby. That was not a good idea."

How can a 3 year old get well if she won't rest for a second? She's pale faced, has dark circles under her eyes, yet she just goes and goes. I've never had kid hyperness like this. Ever. On top of that, it's been a crazy busy week. I think she needs a hobby.

On to other things happening in our family - we bought Sarah a phone. I think she and her friend were the last known phone-less teens in the area. Her friend got a phone, and it was so convenient to know I could get in touch with Sarah when she was with her friend, that we caved a little early. The original plan was to get her a phone once she started high school and early morning seminary (this fall!!), but we surprised her with one a few weeks ago. She was pretty excited.

I think the excitement wore off once she realized I could text her really annoying messages at any time of the day or night. There has been an increase in eye rolls in our house. I also stole her phone and created a special ringtone for when I call her. It says, "My Awesome Mom," and I recorded my voice yelling, "SARAH!!!" So, when I call, her phone yells, "SARAH! SARAH! SARAH!" in my voice. It's freaked her out a few times.