I just don't get it

I have been pondering A LOT lately about my kids and if I mother them well. I am really feeling like I am not do a very good job...at all! Brett looks like an abused child, undressed. He has so many bumps and bruises. Jack is constantly crying and SCREAMING about something. And Isaak has had his roughest year at school so far.

But what I don't get is why all the different ways I have tried to get through to my boys just doesn't seem to work. For instance, I don't mind them going outside to play, it's great for them. But do they have to take it to the point where they pull up the small trees planted out there. I mean...they have a whole ton of things to play with and do. And I understand they are kids and want to be goofy in the store, but does it really have to be to the point of where they are running and knock each other over and get a fat lip? I know they like to play inside on cold days, but why do they always have to play in places they know they aren't suppose to and end up breaking something? It seems they are always taking it "just too far" no matter what. Because of it I am never not cleaning or in the Dr. office. Or even the ER. Also, the headache that will never go away is about to put me in the loony bin!

I just have to be doing something wrong. Talking to them is like talking to a wall...or worse. I would have better luck getting Bones to put the dirty clothes where they go. That is, if he didn't curl up and sleep in them. Danny, bless his heart, tries the best he can to help every chance he gets but lately I have just overwhelmed with it all. I know it will pass and they will get better, but how do I survive now? Well, that's my rant/vent for now. And just so happy Danny is back in town for a while!