How I wish I could get back into the regular swing of blogging. However, life has been so full of family life - births, deaths, sicknesses, meetings, crises and food preparation. Constant food preparation. It's all good, just full. Nevertheless, life is still just as humorous and it's this that I most regret not recording. So, in an effort to remember these years, here are three things.
1. Isaac stayed home from school on this the first day of school following March Break. He achieved this by rising from bed and promptly lying down at my feet in the kitchen while crying that he was just too tired to attend classes. Hannah rolled her eyes and said, "Don't fall for it, Mom." Mostly out of fatigue and Catholic homeschooling guilt, I folded like a deck of cards, and Isaac was called in as absent. Immediately his energy returned to normal and he pursued his day off. His first task was to construct a trap across the bathroom door made entirely of dental floss. This looks much like you are envisioning - a dental web at shin level. I discovered it when his younger sister called from her perch that she needed a wipe. Luckily, I wasn't as unsuspecting as Isaac hoped, and was able to circumnavigate the booby-trapped washroom. Ben later pretended not to know about the trap and Isaac squealed with delight, "Yes! It worked!"
2. When I woke up from my afternoon nap, I found Isaac and Sarah watching YouTube tutorials on the TV. The sound was muted (more because they still have no idea how to control volume rather than a desire to hide TV use) and they were completely engrossed in a tutorial on making Disney princesses out of play dough. "Please, " Isaac begged, "I need this for my birthday." I promised him that he would receive this for his sixth birthday. Fortunately, his birthday is in August and his memory is short.
3. As soon as the kids arrived home from school, Isaac and Sarah headed out to the driveway where I found them wearing hockey helmets and taking turns riding the double stroller down the driveway stopping only feet from the road. When I protested, Isaac told me that I was not to worry as they knew where the brakes were.
2 comments:
I wonder if my mother remembers me crying one day because I just did not want to go to school. I put on a brave face filled with tears and headed out ... that was not yesterday...you're a good mom for giving him his day :)
Elena, you're so funny. I had a similar (former) Catholic-homeschooling-mom guilt moment a few weeks ago when my eldest insisted he was sick and stayed home, and ALSO made a booby-trap, although his was out of masking tape and it was across the side of the bottom bunk in the bed in the boys' room.
And the part about Isaac and Sarah wearing helmets careening down the driveway in a double stroller! Haha! I definitely laughed out loud.
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