It was the yearly 24 Hours of Moab bike race that my husband always attends. Usually that means I'm home alone with all of the kids, but two wonderful women changed that. First, my friend Gail offered to take S down to Moab with her family. Sure, why not? Then, my sister-in-law decided to go to the race and volunteered to take the boys with her. Seriously? Just me and the babies for the whole weekend? Yippee!
The babies helped me do errands—we got the car washed and vacuumed (neither baby enjoyed the loud sounds of the car wash), went to the grocery store, picked up a few hardware items for the house, went to the bank, and bought a bookcase for the family room. I cleaned the bathrooms, swept and mopped the tile on the main level, hung some artwork, and vacuumed the house.
My biggest accomplishment of the weekend was that I put this bookcase together all by myself. If you know me, you know that I am not a handy person. At all. The fact that I put it together by myself (after dragging the heavy box out of the van and getting it into the house) is a big accomplishment.
We also rested, played, and just generally relaxed. It was heaven.
No, A2 isn't that much taller than his sister. He's up on his knees—in a constant state of escape while in his highchair.It would be nice to say that after such a relaxing weekend, the children came home from their trip, happy and in a great mood. Well, S and H did, but the T-man came home cranky and in an awful mood. When he's tired, it's so hard to get him to listen to reason. And really, his moods have become increasingly cranky lately. I've decided it's like night terrors but he's awake. You can't get him to listen to you and he just keeps yelling and freaking out about really important things like not wanting to take his dirty shoes off. I'm trying to hug him more and if that doesn't help him snap out of it, I just walk away.
So, we're back to the grind around here, but I'm glad that everyone had a great weekend, these crazy kids included.
Sporting temp. tatoos from one of Dad's favorite bike gear online stores—Twin Six.
5 comments:
that weekend sounds awesome!! your productiveness is frightening me.
Cool bookshelf! Funny what passes for relaxation when you're the mom, isn't it?
Maybe something is in the wind with regard to our 4ish boys (although just the wind is still enough to send Bam over the edge). Bam too is increasingly unreasonable and frantic about bizarre things--yesterday it was the need to erase all the markings out of a little notebook he carries around with him (it's his journal), because he "remembered" that you're supposed to write in your journal with crayon! And then last night, he was distraught because the cover of said journal was slightly bent.
Oh the worries of being small! Hopefully it won't drive us to distraction.
My little C is going through the same stuff. I have always said it isn't the terrible twos...it's the terrible threes for me! C is so emotional and has started to drop to his knees and say " I can't" for just about everything. Hugs and praise are helping too though.
Nice book shelve!! Where is my portrait? lost in the move?
now A will expect you to assembly everything. glad you had a great weekend
You make juggling five kids sound so flawless and fun! That's awesome
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