Almost immediately after the kids came home from their last day of school on Thursday, any semblance of routine or schedules went out the window.
There are no fixed breakfast eating times, lunch is a free for all grab what you want, ice cream and popsicles are the go-to “I’m hot, I’m bored, I want” answer and dinner is…whatever, whenever. Depends on who wants to cook or grill and what’s in the house or how much we are willing to spend on food elsewhere.
No one goes to bed at a reasonable time either (well, I do, but I don’t care what they do, so I don’t police them).
For the rest of the summer, with all of us home, schedules and routines will take a backseat at this house.
I realized today that this isn’t going to work for me. Continue Reading
No one needs a reminder that life is not fair. I know this, you know this, even the kids know this, at least on some level.
But my kids seem to be under the impression that unfairness happens to them more than others. And, as these things go, it often starts at home with the household chores. Continue Reading
Since the first day of summer vacation, we’ve had renovations going on. Mostly outside, but the guys did come inside to put a sub-pump into a closet downstairs during the last couple of days. My closet looked like an outhouse for a while, with a huge hole in the ground and bags of dirt piled along the wall.
They’re done, now. Continue Reading
Last night we had an unplanned, somewhat freaky adventure.
we I decided that a walk down to the lake might be a nice way to end the day. The kids would have preferred to plug in, but they started a pillow fight so I kicked everyone out to burn off some excess energy and enjoy the less humid evening air.
We walked to the park which has a huge field to the right of the path. They brought along a ball, so I let them play a bit of soccer and continued strolling along the path that turned left toward the lake.
I thought they were behind me. Continue Reading
I don’t want to pack lunches.
I don’t want to cook dinner on a stove every single night.
Nor do I want to clean up the kitchen after.
I don’t want to go to the grocery store, the big box store, or any other store that sells food or related items.
I don’t want to wake up kids who prefer to sleep in.
I don’t want to send kids to bed when they’re not tired yet.
I don’t want to do laundry, especially socks. I don’t want to see any socks from now till next September.
I am tired of monitoring homework, screen time and snacks.
I’m tired of everything.
Summer vacation is near, but oh so far still.