"Lord, You are our Father. We are the clay, You are the Potter; we are all the work of Your hand."
-Isaiah 64:8

Monday, January 14, 2013

A Day in the Life

Um, so where did the rest of 2012 go?!?!

It is pure insanity to me how time keeps flying, ticking away, or whatever cliche you want to use.  This also leads me to why it has been SO LONG since my last entry.  Just decided that December was too busy to even attempt to do anything so we took a hiatus. 

Just so no one thinks I have been slacking around on the couch in my jammies cramming bon-bons in my mouth, I thought it might be interesting to share what a day is like for us... right now with our brood.

I'll skip the most of the tedious stuff.   Let's just say that with double potty-training no one sleeps a full night anymore, least of all Mama, and everyone wakes up earlier and earlier it seems.    (I really think those two are in cahoots about alternating wake/sleep cycles so that there's always someone knocking on the door, demanding attention while the other is unaware, still blissfully sleeping.  [Daddy too!])

Ken has been working 12+ hours at work the last few weeks. So I have been left trying to plan things to help our days not seem so long and monotonous.  Last Friday, I decided to take a spontaneous trip to the big city.  We live in a smaller town that doesn't offer me one true addiction of mine: shopping at Target.  So we need to travel about 45 minutes away to the closest one, which is just fine because it's 10 minutes from my parents.  Score with a place to nap, eat, and just take a break for Mommy when we visit them!

After deciding this and trying to plan accordingly, the day just kept getting away from me.  First I had to feed them breakfast; then get them ready; then feed them lunch; by then everyone was so grouchy, I determined we weren't going without a nap...  So needless to say, we weren't on our way until around 3:30 that afternoon. 

Finally, we arrived after only a few wails and protests about how much someone needed to stop and use the restroom.  (For anyone who isn't aware,  sweet Will-I-Am is determined that he must visit every public restroom in America. He HAS to go the minute you strap him in the carseat and he spots a gas station, restaurant, or any building with lights on.)  With no stops, we made it to Target and unloaded all the creatures to venture in to use the restroom and come out and retrieve a bag stuffed with pillows that I intended to return.

Ten minutes later, we were headed back inside.  I am holding a bag stuffed with 3 pillows in one hand and Will's hand in the other.  Will has Ethan's hand to complete our human chain.  (Ethan's the one least likely to run in a situation like that which is why he's on the end.)  I suddenly hear some girls giggling behind us only to realize that it's because my sweet boy's pants are creeping toward his ankles.

(I should probably mention at this point that we were down to two pairs of un-holy jeans that satisfactorily fit them at this point.  My mom had accidentally kept a few pairs when the boys went to stay with them over a weekend, and Will had managed to have an accident in the only other pair earlier in the day.  So I was left with a pair that was too short and much too big around the waist for this poor dude.)  Luckily he's too young to have any recollection of this or harbor any  bitterness towards his mother.

Finally, we make it into the store... with everyone's pants completely on.  I am simply lost in a Target-shopping-stupor.  Too many pretty things to look at in such a short amount of time.  (It was really 2 hours, but they loved it for the most part, too.  I claim I am raising them to be good husbands who enjoy to go shopping with their future wives!) 

At some point, my trance breaks enough to find that Will is not only shoeless but sockless as well.  At this point, I decided to cut my losses, reassemble my child to a more presentable appearance, and hightail it out the door.  I realized that shopping in that time slot for such a long period of time might not fly for these boys right now.  We thankfully made it out to the car, a little more shopping, dinner for them, and to my parents without any other major mishaps.

There it is... a small peek into my adventures in parenting these active boys!  Never a dull moment and always have to try to stay one step ahead of them.  (At least, stay ahead enough to ensure that we have properly fitting pants and can keep our shoes and socks on in public.) 

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