I've come to dread mornings. It has become a daily fight with usually two of the three boys to get them up and going. #1 is the worst as he usually reacts violently to my trying to wake him up. #3 comes in second as he is afraid of everything and will typically hide under a blanket 5 to 6 times a morning at various locations throughout the house.
This morning the daily fight with #1 cumulated with my dumping a somewhat large glass of ice water on him after 30 minutes of trying to get him up out of bed and dressed. He is beyond pissed, as am I, but he is up.
Most days I just want to pull out my hair and scream. Some days I do. None of them like it when I get angry to the point where I take the drastic measures to get them moving. They know what lengths I will go to and they hate them. Why then have they not learned from the past and take actions to avoid the undesireable results of their morning reluctance to get up and get moving?
Argh. I think I'll go beat my head against the wall until the frustration abates somewhat.