December
17, 2003
“Elliot Ixavior! What in the world are you doing?” The pale yellow
cub looked up at me innocently with his chestnut eyes as he continued dropping
things out the window.
“Playing Mamma, I
wanted to see what bounced.” I ruffled his hair as I asked him to stop doing
that and find something else to do. He nodded and took off. I had laugh at the kid’s imagination that’s for sure, its one of
the wild ones that’s for sure. And since the day had pretty much just started,
I knew we were in for a long day. I
could hear the children laughing from down the hall, so I figured everything
was alright. So I went to tend to what infants I still had at the house, Chace was still with Ursa, and would be for a few days yet.
Sitting with Scarlet
in my lap, I noticed it got real quite, now I don’t know about you but if seven
children get quiet like they were you may think something’s up. Especially when
they’re as active as mine all are.
“Lets
go see what everyone’s up to Lovey.” Heading down a
hall I noticed it had been blocked off by blankets and chairs as much as it
possible could.
*Okay* I thought as
I moved a couple so I could get through. So I could look for them it couldn’t
be good, and I knew it, and braced myself for what ever was going to happen.
Just as I enter Elliot’s personal area I heard someone call
“Lets
go for it!” I looked into the room to see the seven of them shooting each other
squirt guns filled with juice! I cringed at the mess it would bring when they
were done, sighing I took Scarlet back to the living room then headed back to
stop them and tell them that they better get it cleaned up.
“We
having fun Mamma, not fair! We want to play!”
“Kennie
it’s alright to play, but using the juice in an activity like this?” I looked
to the rest of my children,
“We have to make
this last until the fruits and things start to grow again, we can’t be wasting
it. I want you all to get this mess cleaned up, then I
want you to clean the hall up then play quietly in the living room for a bit.
Kenya stomped her foot and put her hands on her hips,
“No I play here
now!” I looked at her sternly, and shoved a rag in her hands telling her to get
it cleaned up. She stood their staring at me like she wanted to challenge me a
bit.
“Don’t you EVEN
think about it Kenya Elisa, get moving on that cleaning.” That said I headed to
the living room and sat. I sat there for a bit, noticing not one of them were coming yet, and I knew it couldn’t take that long.
Heading back in there, to my surprise they had started again, I headed over and
took all the squirt guns into hand.
“Now if you don’t
want me to throw these out, I suggest you get that mess cleaned up NOW! And if
I have to come back in here like this, I promise that every one of you will
regret it fast.” They nodded and started what they were told. Fifteen minutes
later they came out and sat on the couch pouting at me, for taking their fun
away. I paid no mind and continued what
I was doing.
Skyla had
disappeared after a time I took no note of it until I heard something sound
like something being hammered into the wall, I headed
to see what she was doing, and found that she had gotten a hold of her
brother’s spears. And was trying to throw them. I took
them telling her not to bother these again, and to get down stairs that this
part of the house was now off limits to her for the rest of the day. Then went to see why the spears had been left
out in the first place.