Mum blogger The 21st Century SAHM posted about the realities of motherhood when your kids are at home during the summer
We don't know what it is, but something about warm weather can your turn your kids feral.
Is it the heat? Do the sun's rays have some sort of radiation in that fry only the brains of children?
Whatever it is, we can all agree that children seem to get extra hyperactive as soon as there's a hint of sun.
Karen blogs at The 21st Century SAHM (Credit: Facebook/ The 21st Century SAHM)
One mum in the US has posted a hilariously honest and relatable account of how the simplest of tasks can descend rather quickly into chaos.
Karen, blogger behind The 21st Century SAHM, described how she was attempting to make simple cheese toasties for her three children.
She wrote: "Scene: I am cooking grilled cheese on the stove for the kids' lunch. Eight-year-old asks to go get the mail (the box is a few houses up the street).
"Not to ever miss out on anything ever, four-year-old pipes in, 'Me too!' Okay, fine. I give them the mail key and out the door they go. How could this go wrong? Such a simple task.
Her kids are big fans of Star Wars (Credit: Facebook/ The 21st Century SAHM)
Karen went on to explain that, like all little boys, her sons like to fight each other: "Apparently, a battle breaks out at the mailbox. (I still don't know the whole story.)
"As I am cooking their grilled cheeses on the stove, my six-year-old daughter (the reporter of all things non-compliant) comes tearing into the kitchen, yelling, 'They're fighting at the mailbox! And then mail went flying everywhere all over the neighborhood!'
We've all felt the sinking stomach feeling when it comes to misbehaving children.
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Karen abandoned the lunch and ran to find her sons: "I see both boys scrambling around from yard to yard, trying to grab pieces of mail. We live in Kansas where it's windy 364.5 days of the year, so that helps.
"My four-year-old is now approaching the corner where our quiet cul-de-sac meets a very busy street, and I know him. He'll think nothing of running directly into the street in order to capture that last piece of random junk mail that Mommy will be tossing as soon as we get home.
"I am now chasing him, screaming his name, and also trying to pick up mail that is blowing all over the neighbours' yards. I finally catch up to him, prevent him from darting into the busy intersection, and we all turn around to head home, hands full of papers."
Karen is careful not to show her children's faces in her posts (Credit: Facebook/ The 21st Century SAHM)
But it couldn't be that simple, could it? Karen continued: "But because he's four, refuses to walk anywhere ever, and is on an anti-shoes campaign this summer, my son of course runs down the street barefoot and falls.
"He rips open his foot on a rock or the pavement or whatever is in the road because THIS IS WHY WE WEAR SHOES.
"So now I am half-carrying, half dragging a bloody-footed, crying 4yo, a crying 8yo who thinks he's in trouble because of mail-mageddon, and piles and piles of junk mail and flyers that I will never look at ever back to my house."
The cuddles make it all worth it (Credit: Facebook/ The 21st Century SAHM)
Karen sorted the immediate problem before remembering something: "Once the papers are tossed and the bloody foot is bandaged, we all smell the sulfur of burning grilled cheese and I remember what I was doing before this all happened.
"I did what any good mother would do. I scraped off the burnt parts, threw them on plates, and said bon appetit, kids.
"So tell me, how's your summer going?"