I did it. I finally did it. I actually played the role of house wife/mom today. Okay so not the first time, but still I'm proud to have been so productive and on a day I worked too! Usually my kids cling to me and whine and scream all day. Those of you who LOVE my kids may not think this happens as dramatically as I put it but this is because you see them in 'shy' mode or, next level up, 'show-you-everything-I-own' mode. When it's just me and them it's hands-down Mommy! mode. Can't stand it sometimes, but I can't complain (refrain from counter comments please).
So today you wonder what miraculous feat I'd accomplished, how much, how well, and so on? In short, we made cookies, played outside, made lunch and [they] took a bubble bath... all before 3 o'clock. It started when my BFF came home with Micky-D's hash-browns. I boiled some eggs, nuked the last ham-steak, and dished out a nice ham-and-eggs-with-hash-brown breakfast, juice and a vitamin each. Score one for house mom on the successful meal in minutes!
Okay so big deal: breakfast. After some playtime and getting dressed... back-up for the cute moment. Bekah insisted on dressing herself which she does for stickers so I let her. I was playing with VJ when she came out, "Mama! I all done!" Pants on backwards, skinny shirt on over larger shirt, sock inside out, but the underwear was fine. Took some convincing but I fixed her. Now they want snack. "Cookie break!" Fine since it's around 10ish. As I clean out the last few cookies from the container with them, I remember I've been meaning to bake some for Friday (co-worker's last day). Peanut Butter cookies it is! Can't get to the stand mixer but I started teaching Bekah about baking with a spatula and a plain bowl so here goes.
"Don't put that in your mouth!"
"Wait for me to pour it in!"
"Sit down or you'll fall!"
"Don't wipe that on... Ooh..."
Overall it went well. The cookies aren't up to my normal baking standards, which used to be high, but they are edible and I even topped them with Hersey Kisses so I'd say it was a success. (The kids demanded a few of the chocolates themselves but they had to pay with a kiss first! Love that ploy!)
Next feat of the day - Snow Play! They want to go out. They don't want to go out. They want to go out. They don't. Bekah, over here honey. VJ, come get your suit on. Bekah, potty time first. VJ, put that back. Bekah, we're going out so get those snowpants on! VJ, where's your... Bekah, where'd you put his hat you were trying to wear?!
Ahhh.... we made it outside, even bypassing the beloved Cheeseballs kept in then cabinet right by the back door (and they, specifically he, knows that). After a while of convincing Bekah that VJ does Not want snow dumped on him, and getting a workout scooting myself along the sledding hill to pack it down for them (don't ask), we finally decided we were cold and wet enough to come in.
Lunch. Peanut butter, grape jelly, crackers, and their own little toddler knives to spread aforementioned ingredients from their little cups I arranged. After much knife-licking, face-painting, sandwich-making, and some picture-taking, oh and cheeseballs, it was bath time. BTW: there was no actual sandwich eating.
"Bekah stop wiping that on your shirt!"
"It's okay Mama. Peanut Butter will dry right off."
As my BFF has said, just run the bath water and they come running. Should've wiped them up a little first but peanut butter wipes off tub sides just fine. I tossed in bubble bath and gave them a quick wipe down before stripping them and helping them in. As they splashed away I cleaned the kitchen from food to dishes to table too chairs and even finished with laundry. By the time I came in (having checked on them occasionally, especially when they were quiet), the water was cold and she demanded I wash her hair. She didn't like it. Neither did he. Alas, it had to be done: Cheeseballs and peanut butter.
After drying off and cozying up for Totoro, I putzed around to finish anything I'd missed before Jesse got up. Really, I'm skipping all the major tantrums that plagued the day, but I must say it was a productive day for me. Tomorrow is Friday; I work all day. It's a nice break from home.
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