Sunday, October 25, 2009

Wide Open Spaces

I am generally inspired by my children. The things I write about, talk about and do are usually centered around my children -- for better or worse. That's why I haven't been writing as much. If I were to recap what I've heard them say over the past few days it would look something like this.

Screaming. Followed by screaming. And then Mason screamed to Cooper. And Cooper then screamed. There was some kicking, interrupted by screaming. Screaming ceased for a couple hours during sleep, but was abruptly taken up again at day break. Screaming.

I decided it was because they were cooped up in the house. So, I took them for a walk around the neighborhood. I was counting on the wide open spaces, fresh air, and lack of crowds to help me endure it. What I didn't account for was the volume. About midway through the walk Cooper decided he would not walk any farther. So, he laid down in the middle of the golf course (golf courses are generally pretty big) and started screaming.

It was screams like, "No mommy no. Stop mommy!" Said in rapid succession and an awful lot like a child who is being burned by a cigarette. Horrible. So loud, in fact, that people started coming out on their porches and looking at us. I was mortified and just walked away.

Then I realized people were just going to call the police. So, I made the walk of shame back to his howling self. Mason was also so sick of the screaming that he permitted Cooper to sit on his lap, in the stroller, for the rest of the ride home. Let it be said, tantrums work.


chris w said...

THANK YOU for writing about your walk of shame. This week I have had several walks of shame where I fully expected DCFS to be waiting for me by the time we got to the car.

Maybe there's some unknown screaming virus that is going around that we don't know about because it's not in the spotlight like the H1N1 virus.

I'd wait in line for 5 hours to get that vaccine.

Claudia said...

At least you managed to get some great pics, despite the screaming, right? Okay, so I shouldn't joke because my munchkin doesn't scream that way yet. She screams, just not in such a way to threaten my sanity nor her living situation. But it's just a matter of time, Julia. Just a matter of time...