RebeccaH
Life is exciting, yes it is!
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Let me start this story by saying my DH has been in a foul mood this weekend. He's very tired. He's been working crazy hours. He's had 'corproate' in all week scrutinizing his and his staff's every move. He had more work to do still today. and to top it all off my mother came to visit last night/today, which means she spent the night here & was here this morning while we were all trying to get up very early for a football game that started at 8:00 am. ya, not a good combo.
so tonight the boys each got a shower to get ready for bed. sebastian showered in our master bathroom so they could both shower at the same time (you know, one in one bathroom, one in the other) - saves me some time that way so i can get to meagan's bath more quickly.
well, as he was getting dressed, his foot got tangled in his pj pants, he fell over, and caught himself on the towel bar, which resulted in pulling the towel bar off the wall and leaving a huge hole / tear in the drywall.
sebastian was beside himself. he came to me crying and the first thing he said was 'I'm sorry" and then started crying all over again. so then when we had to tell DH about it, he went into this rant about how he's never buying anything nice for our family ever again! he bought us a house and we destroy it. he bought us a van and it's filthy (which is not at all true... there are like a few fuzzies on the ground and the typical tracking dirt that comes from hauling 3 kids around... no food crumbs, no toys, no trash, nothing.)
so then he bans the boys from ever using our bathroom for anything. like that is going to solve anything. it is just going to make things go slower for showers and bedtime. so really he just made MY life more difficult because the good Lord knows that man does not have any part in the bedtime routine.
I'm just steaming right now. I'm mad that he's mad at Sebastian for a total mistake that he felt horrible about, took responsibility for on his own, and appologized fervantly for. I'm mad that he went all Rambo and just started spouting off every thing that's ever made him mad. I'm mad that he blows things (i.e. van fuzzies) so crazy out of proportion like that. I'm mad that he dished out consequences without consulting anyone but himself on the matter. Gaaaah!!! I just feel like letting out one good long scream!
So there, it's (sort of) off my chest. I shall get over this soon. I'm not the kind of person to stay mad. But still.

so tonight the boys each got a shower to get ready for bed. sebastian showered in our master bathroom so they could both shower at the same time (you know, one in one bathroom, one in the other) - saves me some time that way so i can get to meagan's bath more quickly.
well, as he was getting dressed, his foot got tangled in his pj pants, he fell over, and caught himself on the towel bar, which resulted in pulling the towel bar off the wall and leaving a huge hole / tear in the drywall.
sebastian was beside himself. he came to me crying and the first thing he said was 'I'm sorry" and then started crying all over again. so then when we had to tell DH about it, he went into this rant about how he's never buying anything nice for our family ever again! he bought us a house and we destroy it. he bought us a van and it's filthy (which is not at all true... there are like a few fuzzies on the ground and the typical tracking dirt that comes from hauling 3 kids around... no food crumbs, no toys, no trash, nothing.)
so then he bans the boys from ever using our bathroom for anything. like that is going to solve anything. it is just going to make things go slower for showers and bedtime. so really he just made MY life more difficult because the good Lord knows that man does not have any part in the bedtime routine.
I'm just steaming right now. I'm mad that he's mad at Sebastian for a total mistake that he felt horrible about, took responsibility for on his own, and appologized fervantly for. I'm mad that he went all Rambo and just started spouting off every thing that's ever made him mad. I'm mad that he blows things (i.e. van fuzzies) so crazy out of proportion like that. I'm mad that he dished out consequences without consulting anyone but himself on the matter. Gaaaah!!! I just feel like letting out one good long scream!

So there, it's (sort of) off my chest. I shall get over this soon. I'm not the kind of person to stay mad. But still.

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Poor little guy - is he confused why he got grief after owning up to what really was an accident, and not a mistake?
