The thing about Saturdays, unless we have an event happening like our monthly hosted taco night, or hear of a local event for the kids, or family is in town, they tend to be one of the most boring days in our house. Most people look forward to the weekend when they don't have to work but in reality, for me, my days don't change because I am NEVER OFF DUTY. I work 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. I never stop being Mom, so there really is no weekend in my world. Well, not until school is in session, which is in like 37 days. Yikes!
Since Saturdays tend to be a bit boring, I mean the million toys laying around the house are seriously not entertaining enough, there tends to be a lot of misbehaving, tantrums and time outs.
As a result there is a lot of Mommy needs a break.
There is also a lot of cleaning done on the weekends, as the kids tend to go totally insane every time I turn on the vacuum. Running around as if they were possessed by the noise emitting from the powerful machine and a lot of me yelling, stop! You are dragging dirt from that side of the room the one I just cleaned! So when Fred is around I am hoping to rely on him to distract them or at least move them into another area till I am done. Also with four of us in the house eating at an alarming rate, I swear these kids are constantly hungry, there are a lot of dishes to be cleaned and our dishwasher gets a workout on a daily basis.
We usually hear a lot of, Mommy can you play that pillow game with me? Daddy can we do legos? Mom! Mom! Followed by a cup from the play kitchen being shoved in my face for me to drink. It's like the second we turn our backs to do anything for ourselves a switch goes off in the kids brains that makes them instantly feel bored.
On days that it isn't blazing hot, which was not this week, the kids ride their bikes in the cul-de-sac or we take them for ice cream and play time. If I wasn't on nasty medication we would most likely be at the pool on most Saturdays too. But since I really should stay out of the sun, and it's been blistering out anyway, we do things inside. Like legos, tea parties, and finding old toys the kids got for Christmas a few years ago and replacing the batteries for a some car smash up.
My favorite part was not captured on film, but on video. Sophie and I were having a spot of tea. She was filling our cups when all of a sudden she must have thought, this is crazy. I could skip a few steps in the middle and just pour the dang tea straight down her throat. And so she did. Me laughing as best I could with a singing pink teapot being forced into my mouth.
Every once in awhile I try to get a nice family photo of all of us. I thought today would be perfect. While sitting out on the stoop, we got the chance to meet our new neighbor. A nice English bloke with the loveliest of accents whose wife is due with their first child in October. A girl, as he just arrived home with the pink paint for the nursery. And...he is going to be a stay at home Dad. Score. I like them already.
After our chat, the kids were ready to go inside so you could guess how that photo session went.
But the evening finally arrived and with it some nice relaxation. Evenings are one of my favorite times of day. After we put the kids to bed, there is this stillness and quiet that fills the atmosphere. I feel almost human, almost like fun self again. Almost.
This evening, Fred and I enjoyed some most delicious popcorn. I mean the real popcorn, not that crap that comes in those microwaveable bags. The stuff where you pour oil and kernels into a machine and watch the magic happen. Where you melt real butter on the stove and can layer it over the popcorn however you want. Mmmm.
We lounged on the couched with our big bowl of buttery, yummy popcorn and watched The Social Network. It reminded me that we need to make a conscious effort to go out on dates a lot more often. Just us.