We actually have a name for those kind of days, Jack calls them "home days." In fact, he often will will ask me soon after he wakes up "Is today a home day?" Because he knows if it is, then he's allowed to wear one his many pants with holes in the knees and we can skip the whole hair-combing ordeal.
But even "home days" have their own level of busy-ness. And I know I've said it before, but one of the aspects of motherhood that I've never fully adjusted to is just how much work it takes to accomplish so little. But rather than dwell on all those minor items, let's talk about the good things that have happened recently. Like a Memorial Day weekend visit from Jon's sister Kate and her two kids Gabe and Aviel. In some ways, it's almost a small break having other kids around because they all do so well at entertaining each other. Of course, it's also interesting to see older kids in our house and what new things my kids pick up from them, anything from playing "Duck, Duck, Goose" on the trampoline to standing on the very top of the castle playhouse roof.
|We made the beach a priority this weekend, because it's our happy place.|
We offered Jenn whatever she wanted to do that she couldn't do in the Caymans - shopping, Rita's, downtown Annapolis. Instead, she opted for a walk among the hardwoods. So we took her to our special place and introduced her to the green swamp, teepees, dragons, giant snake, and everything else my boys imagine dwells in the small patch of forest at the end of our neighborhood.
We had just enough time to clear out the guest room, empty the dishwasher and clean the bathrooms before welcoming Jon's aunt, uncle and cousin Nicole in for lunch on Wednesday (they''ll actually be back later this week for a longer visit). This was their first visit to our house, but one look at the gifts they brought and my kids were fighting over who could make friends first. We used up all 7 bottles of bubbles they gave us within one afternoon, and Jack has already found a number of different uses for the lacrosse sticks from Uncle Gene.
|Notice the lacrosse sticks in the background. Jack said it's a "trap."|
|On another note, I love that I can bribe my kids to clear their plates with yogurt and fruit, just because it comes in frozen form.|
|Any picture where he is actually looking at the camera is purely coincidence, he's very anti-picture taking right now.|
And it was so nice. We shopped, we ate lunch out, she watched Baby Einstein while I did work, we went thrifting after dinner and topped off the evening with some frozen yogurt. And she absolutely relished the one-on-one time. Meanwhile, Jack and Jude were living it up in Central PA, visiting "the little beach" (R.B.Winter State Park), church, the "fun park" (Knoebels), and the animal auction (Dewart Livestock Auction).
Jon took his girls out on a date to Ikea Sunday night. And we managed to find a Jason's Deli nearby (something I've missed since leaving Virginia Beach). So while I was happy to have my first "Nutty Mix It Up" salad in three years, I was also somewhat discouraged that we did not find a dresser for our newest daughter. I'm suddenly feeling the urge to inventory some baby clothes and I NEED a place to put them. We still haven't decided exactly where we're putting all of our children and their things once the baby gets here, and I'd like to have that figured out fairly soon. And it certainly didn't help that I was having false labor the entire time we were canvassing Ikea. Like stop and rest in one of those faux living rooms so I could catch my breath false labor. It also didn't help that I was hearing heels. And that the strap on my heel broke before we even hit the marketplace. Stupid swollen feet are ruining my footwear!!
|32 weeks, pre-swollen feet/broken sandal strap, and absolutely positive we'll be coming home with a dresser.|
Marmie and Poppa brought Jack and Jude back on Monday and then stayed on to keep all three kids the next day so that I could go watch my husband's award ceremony for work. Jon's dad drove down to join in the festivities and, after three days of mothering only one child, I got to enjoy an entire day of no parenting responsibilities. I also got a small glimpse into Jon's job and a chance to meet his captain and admiral. It was a fun day and I'm so proud of this guy and all his hard work this past year!
|When I look at this picture, all I see is belly button. :(|
Marmie and Poppa headed out today. We're in the middle of washing the guest bed sheets again and soon the bathroom will need another good scrubbing (can I just mention here that my little girl peed on the potty today!!!). There are two basket of laundry waiting to be folded, half a flower girl skirt that needs finished, and a bunch of teeny, tiny baby girl clothes just begging to find a home. But it will get done, it always done. Good thing tomorrow's a "home day."