Tired

When kids are tired they are nuts. Irrational, cranky, irritable, loud. For whatever reason church wears the kiddos out! So Sunday lunch consists of a thrown together meal with irrational, cranky, irritable, loud kids. Sounds lovely doesn't it. Today Isaac was inconsolable. Everything made him cry at lunch today, and not just a whiny cry to was a full fledged, ear piercing wail. John and I had tried to appease him but he wouldn't hear of it. He wouldn't drink his juice, wouldn't eat his lunch, and would not calm down. Finally I asked Eli (the oh-so-wise 3 year old) to calm his brother down. He proceeds to talk to him. The conversation began with "Talk to me sweetie" which is how I usually start MY conversation with them when I am trying to talk rationally with an irrational toddler. Eli proceeds to tell Isaac a silly story which makes Isaac stop crying. Dumbfounded I said, "Hey Eli see if you can get Isaac to drink his juice." He pause his silly story and said - "Isaac drink your juice." Isaac picks up his sippy cup and drinks his juice, still listening to Eli. Clearly, John and I are not in control here.