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“Oh YEAH!” or “Oh NO!”
We are entering into the few weeks of the year when I have very strong, but opposing emotions about the upcoming summer break. The largest percent of me is singing “Hell, yes! Summer is coming!” And I’m daydreaming of calm mornings spent in pj’s, morning outings to whatever playground strikes our fancy, a fun annual child-free friend dinner I just booked, lunch and play dates with friends and cousins, afternoons at the pool, two 1-week summer day camps, family adventures and the beach.
The slightly less large percent of me is staring at my calendar as the remaining school days tick by (16 left for us, by the way…) and whispering, “Oh shit. Summer is coming.” And I’m mentally trying to stockpile my zen as I prepare for endless sunscreen applications, sand in hair/shoes/clothes/my car/the house, the “morning work” we will need to complete 5 days a week to keep reading/writing/math fresh, the bug bites, the long/hot/humid days when I just want to lay in the hammock and read but I can’t because the kids are rough-housing, showering the sweaty/sunscreen covered bodies every.single.day.
I doubt I’m alone in this emotional juxtaposition, but I’m feeling it majorly as we speed mercilessly towards the final school day just before Memorial Day weekend. And we generally do fine hanging out together as a mom & sons threesome until about mid-August. That seems to be when the boys grow tired of me, tired of each other, tired of the pool, etc. But by then there are only two weeks until school ramps up again and we have a beach trip and my littlest one’s birthday & party to look forward to along with the search for new sneakers and a fresh sock supply. This summer we are anticipating traveling elsewhere in the southeast on the day before school begins to view the total solar eclipse, so that’s a bonus side trip not in our usual routine (or timeframe).
So, whichever mindset you have, we shall do what we always do. Drink coffee and be awesome! We’ll make it through together.
Shitty Mom Award…
A decent (albeit rainy) day has drawn to a close on a negative note with my youngest son. Here is where I will launch into the backstory:
Backstory – I’ve been jonesing for some lasagna roll-ups for dinner lately and was interested in making a batch that all four of us could enjoy. I prefer spinach and cottage cheese, hubby prefers regular meat sauce and kids just want buttered noodles and cheese basically. So we discussed the idea of dinner prepping together the batch of turkey meat sauce roll-ups for daddy and I and leaving everything plain for the boys with JUST CHEESE. Everyone was ok with this plan, everyone agreed to eat it. I’m fine varying the ingredients slightly if it can all be cooked in the same dang pan. I am always a short order cook (my mistake to begin with), so on the rare occasion that we find something we will all eat some variance of – I’m thrilled! Grocery pick up and prep was yesterday and we baked it for dinner tonight after taekwondo.
Big little was not super enthused with them, but after cutting them up and reheating them and allowing a pinch of salt to be sprinkled on top and letting him use his fingers to eat like a pirate, he munched his way through most of his serving and finished his milk and fruit.
Little little was leary from the start as they did not look like his traditionally preferred spaghetti noodles. He whined a bit. We cut them up. He ate a few strawberries. We reheated. He still had not actually put one bite in his mouth. We discussed that allllll the pasta dough we buy is the SAME dough recipe, but the noodle makers squish it into different shapes to make different things with. The key – it all tastes like a spaghetti noodle. Still no bite would pass his lips. He said he never wanted this. He said he never told me he would eat plain cheese and noodle rolls. He swore he hated melted cheese, except (of course) on pizza and macaroni, which he loves. He decreed he didn’t like his roll-ups and that they were disgusting even though he has NEVER had any before. We told him he wasn’t able to say he didn’t like something until he had officially sampled it.
He asked if he could drink his milk and we told him after he tried a bite he could have a sip. That was a NOPE on his end. And that’s where we got serious. No bite of dinner would mean no more fruit, no milk, no alternative dinner being served and no stories before bed. Yep. He took that route.
He sat in his room until bedtime after he cried piteously for a while. I assisted with the jammies and teeth brushing. Then he let me hold him in his rocking chair as I spoke with him about being rude and wasteful. He listened but I don’t think he heard me. So I bid him a good evening and left his room.
I feel like a mean person. I did get myself into the routine of making the kids something different that what we eat – hell, I eat differently than my husband most of the time because I have particular nutritional needs I want to meet. But because this one meal was discussed well in advance and the time was put in early to make it happen for an easy Monday night meal, I’m extremely irritated by the entire thing. It was cheese and noodles for crying out loud. He eats that same crap on our normal spaghetti evenings but the noodles are long and skinny and the cheese is sprinkled on top not baked inside. What. The. Hell.
So I’m feeling rotten letting him go to bed without supper. I’m probably going to go watch a depressing movie and drink hot tea and hope I can sleep. Shitty mom award recipient right here. Oh joy.
Is it spring break yet???
The boys’ spring break is still a whole week away and we are more than ready. The school usually lines it up with Easter as one of the bookend weekends, which is lovely…usually. Unless Easter is in mid-April. The stretch of time between Christmas break and Spring break has been nearly excruciatingly long and the kids’ behavior is morphing into the butthead zone, their patience and general kindness towards one another is waning and the oldests’ temperament towards homework is shifting. They are tired and run down and I can tell. Please tell me mine aren’t the only ones who get irritable and asshole-y around this point in the school year?
My other concern with spring break falling so late on the calendar, is that by the time they go back they only have 5 weeks of school left before summer. My fear is that they’ll mentally checkout after their week off and I won’t be able to get them back on track. I vote for spring break to always be in March no matter when Easter is, and give a 3-day weekend to observe Easter if it doesn’t line up.
I’m quite excited this year that we aren’t scheduled to do anything. We don’t have a trip planned, I didn’t sign the boys up for a gymnastics day camp, and we are free of obligations for a week! I ideally would love to have a stay-in-our-pajamas-all-day day (preferably on a yucky weather day). And I would love to take the boys on special adventures out of our normal routine. Picnics, favorite parks or hiking areas, painting some pottery, visiting the zoo, a lunch date with daddy downtown, a friend date in Charlotte…We shall check the weather and see where the wind blows us. I have a couple of ideas but want to ask the kids what they want to do. I’m ready to make some happy and inexpensive memories!
I look forward to sharing what we get ourselves into.
What do y’all like to do for family memory adventures?
Memory Lane
Yesterday we road tripped to my childhood summer camp to take advantage of their open house. My husband has been wanting to visit since he didn’t go there and we wanted to give the kids a visual feast that would amp up their excitement levels about future attendance. It was a beautiful day for it – sunny, low 60’s, chilly in the shade and definitely the first time I’ve been there wearing a jacket. I wasn’t sure what to expect as far as the open house layout and itinerary. There wasn’t a strict schedule for anyone, more like pairing a couple families together with a guide and taking a leisurely walking tour.
I loved seeing what’s been upgraded, what’s the same. I had a few hardcore dejavu moments and the memory floodgates opened wide. It made me wish I had attended longer – I stopped going when I started babysitting during the summer. It made me wish I had been a counselor. Can they have a grown-up camp session? Please? I call top bunk!
We were touring with a family that lived much closer to camp and our guide was a former camper/counselor and has now been working there for 11 years. The other family’s 10-year old son was interested in the day camp, but his parents wanted him to see all the cool bonuses to living there for two weeks. His mom was thrilled with me and my stories and memories of being a camper. My two boys really enjoyed seeing the cabins, riflery range, ropes course and water activity area. The camp is parked on 100(ish) acres with over a mile of lakefront shoreline. The wide range of land AND water sports is a huge draw and my oldest definitely got the twinkle in his eye while we explored and asked questions.
I need to look at our summer schedule and see what weeks we would be free for him to attend and see if we can make it happen. I think the freedom from parents, the access to the sports and activities the camp offers, and being able to learn about social cues from peers and mentor counselors is a huge plus for kids both on the social and educational scale. Plus, if he loves it he can probably talk little brother into it next summer and continue attending until he is eligible counselor age.
We parlayed our road trip into an afternoon play date and dinner with some dear friends who live in that area. It was a perfect family Sunday, and I’m so happy the weather cooperated!
Happy First Day of Spring, y’all!
Daylight Savings Smackdown
Oh my heavens, y’all. The twice yearly time shift has never been much of an issue for me or for our kiddos in their brief history on the planet. But something about this year perhaps – the spring shift forward and loss of an hour has us all kinds of jacked up but in opposite times of day. We never make a big deal about the shift, we keep the kids’ same bedtime & wakeup routine, and tough they might yawn a lot that first morning we carry on as normal.
But Sunday evening…ohhhhh Sunday evening was a battle. We had dinner at our regular 6:00 time frame and happened to finish quickly, which gave us plenty of wind down playroom minutes before bedtime (that routine starts at 7:00 and we wrap up stories at 8:00). Our free time was up and we began to usher the boys towards their bathrooms for toothbrushing, but they both seemed shocked and insisted it was too early for bed. The sun is still out, it’s too early, we aren’t tired yet. As their daddy and I attempted to explain “Daylight Savings” they argued about the concept and then changed to “whyyyy did you make us eat dinner so early?”
Oh.My.Lord.
We resorted to kid friendly YouTube videos to help us out and try to show them that we aren’t lying and making it all up as a scam to get them in bed earlier than normal. And after 20 minutes of various videos we had eaten up a large chunk of story time and it was getting dark as we left their rooms and there was no further struggle. But geeeeeeez.
On the flip side, I am normally able to pop out of bed at my first 5:00am alarm and get my booty down on the treadmill for my daily date. It’s not fun, I don’t enjoy it but it’s not difficult to do. I have been dragging so bad the last few mornings. My sis-in-law calls it a “life hangover”. I have hit SNOOZE 36 times and gotten up in time to get the kids up and get everyone out the door on time and found my stride around 9:00am in the middle of my barre class. And yes, I have made up my missing mileage later in the morning but then it takes time from my “get sh*t done while the kids are at school” time. So I need to quit griping tomorrow and just GET UP. I’m a grown woman and I can doooooo eeeeet!
Has anyone else been smacked in the face with this time change more than usual?What are some things you do to get back on track quickly?