DAY ONE (for the record, when Paul is travelling, any part of the day he is gone counts as one whole day. It's mom math!)3:30 pm
Paul heads out to a worship gig (from there, he'll head straight to the airport for this week's business trip.) Mary heads to the computer.
3:30 - 5:30 pm
Mary is sucked into the blogosphere. During that time, Colin finishes math homework and Marley and Haley (neighbor girl) decide to play "rain." This requires standing on our dirt lawn with the hose on and Haley standing with a broken umbrella. Marley is seconds away from "raining" on Haley when Mom steps in. (You have to know that as she is standing in the puddle of mud being created, she is wearing brand new Stride Rite sneakers which are less than 3 hours old!) After tongue-in-cheek scolding (because sneakers were un-muddied, otherwise. . .) Marley and Haley head straight for the freezer where various ice, water and food dye experiments are in process. (Thank you, Colin!)
5:30 - 7:30 pm -
Dinner: leftovers and chocolate chip frozen waffles.
Jurassic Park (I know, I know -- not suitable material. She only watches the cute stuff and hides during the scary stuff.)
Phone call to Michelle in Kentucky which begins: "You need to be living here so I can have someone keep me company while I clean the house." We are in complete agreement about this as well as a host of other reasons, she should be living here. Spend 41 minutes with Michelle on the phone.
During that time:
- I get a load of laundry in the wash (exercise clothes for the a.m.)
- Colin unloads the dishwasher (at maternal command but without complaint)
- dishwasher actually gets loaded.
All this means that Mom is ahead of the game starting out the week. I have to get one 5 year old to bed without a fight in the next hour and I am home free for tonight. Stay tuned to see how my productivity lasts through the week! If you wanted to, you could place bets on when mom will have her first "I've had it!" meltdown. I'm doing my best to not have one at all. Colin is betting Wednesday!
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Thursday - that's the magic day when I decide that all my effort to behave, manage my temper, control my voice and not forge through my pantry looking for some sort of illegal food item at 9:30 pm becomes an entirely moot point. It all goes to H E double hockey sticks. Note - crushed vanilla wafers and melted butter make an excellent late night snack. Thursday - that's the day I think you'll be done, cooked, finished, fed up, over it.
However, medication is available.
Too, too funny. I love the things we feed the kids for dinner when daddy is gone. For us, it's an all-carb fest, like spaghetti with no meat or cereal or pancakes. I love breakfast for dinner.
And I ditto Julia's comments on the movies. Sally loves the Jurassic Park movies - yes, she's seen all three of them - and she's watched entire Jackie Chan movies with her dad. Of course, we point out that the swearing is an example of what NOT to do . . . . . does that redeem this behavior in any way?
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