... things aren't terrible. They're wild.
not napping.
And I'm not caring because do you know what a Julia is during the hours that she is supposed to be napping? VERY well behaved. It's almost disturbing. So I really don't care as long as she gives me a solid hour of alone time before she tiptoes downstairs with her usual barrage of, "do you need my help with the baby?" ... "oh, sweetheart, are you okay?" ... "did I hear Simon come home? oh! haha oops .. I guess not!" ... "hey, did you want to take a picture of me since I look so nice? you can!" ... "I'm too tired to sleep, I guess."
Fine.
Go downstairs and enjoy some quality children's programming a la PBS (did I mention we got ourselves all gussied up and purchased an antenna so we {usually} have a few channels to choose from? we fancy. the fanciest!) until your brothers wake up and sound the crazy sirens to mark the start of the second half of our day ... aka the period of time in which we count down the minutes until Simon gets home and saves us all.
About 2 minutes after everyone had woken up and vocalized their deep-seated hatred for life this morning I made the executive that we wouldn't last the entire two hours in the house before Theo went down for his morning siesta. Someone would kill someone and I wasn't in the mood to listen to elaborate alibis so ... park! To the park that is almost always guaranteed to be empty because I like to let my kids play at the playground and the parents that follow 2 feet behind their precious flesh and blood at all times ... they make me twitch and occasionally {involuntarily!} roll my pupils heavenward.
Here we have Theo basking in some serious pride for scaling his equivalent of Everest and willing himself not to look down -- that ground is FAR away, Julia mad that Theo is in her path, and Bash trying to remember how to twerk.
And then a little character building bouquet making competition.
It was close. Real close, Bash.
And me? The queen of the cottage?
Well.
She recently sat on her glasses.
But the damage was like totally minimal, right?
Ruh-hight.
So, like I said, things around here?
the wildest.
not napping.
And I'm not caring because do you know what a Julia is during the hours that she is supposed to be napping? VERY well behaved. It's almost disturbing. So I really don't care as long as she gives me a solid hour of alone time before she tiptoes downstairs with her usual barrage of, "do you need my help with the baby?" ... "oh, sweetheart, are you okay?" ... "did I hear Simon come home? oh! haha oops .. I guess not!" ... "hey, did you want to take a picture of me since I look so nice? you can!" ... "I'm too tired to sleep, I guess."
Fine.
Go downstairs and enjoy some quality children's programming a la PBS (did I mention we got ourselves all gussied up and purchased an antenna so we {usually} have a few channels to choose from? we fancy. the fanciest!) until your brothers wake up and sound the crazy sirens to mark the start of the second half of our day ... aka the period of time in which we count down the minutes until Simon gets home and saves us all.
About 2 minutes after everyone had woken up and vocalized their deep-seated hatred for life this morning I made the executive that we wouldn't last the entire two hours in the house before Theo went down for his morning siesta. Someone would kill someone and I wasn't in the mood to listen to elaborate alibis so ... park! To the park that is almost always guaranteed to be empty because I like to let my kids play at the playground and the parents that follow 2 feet behind their precious flesh and blood at all times ... they make me twitch and occasionally {involuntarily!} roll my pupils heavenward.
Here we have Theo basking in some serious pride for scaling his equivalent of Everest and willing himself not to look down -- that ground is FAR away, Julia mad that Theo is in her path, and Bash trying to remember how to twerk.
And then a little character building bouquet making competition.
It was close. Real close, Bash.
And me? The queen of the cottage?
Well.
She recently sat on her glasses.
But the damage was like totally minimal, right?
Ruh-hight.
So, like I said, things around here?
the wildest.
ugh, I hate glasses trouble! Check out http://www.39dollarglasses.com/ if you're a cheap-y like me ;) I really like mine and LOoooved not paying $200-$300 bucks.
ReplyDeleteOh wow - thanks!!
DeleteAt least it's not the dead of Winter... and you can take the inmates outside of the asylum for a little while. I was always the mother that got dirty looks on the playground. My youngest is part monkey - part spiderman. He's surefooted and has never fallen off of anything. He would be king of any mountain, swinging from the treetops while helicopter moms gasped and clutched their pearls. I just gave it a shrug and said, "he's never fallen".
ReplyDeleteThe antenna has saved my life.
ReplyDeleteI laughed out loud at Sebastien trying to twerk.
ReplyDeleteI really don't like receiving unsolicited advice, but I'm thrilled to dish it out: have you ever tried books on tape with Julia? They saved my life when my oldest ones were little. We'd get obnoxious books, ie Junie B Jones that would keep their interest.
ReplyDeleteYes! I was going to suggest this. Cheap MP3 player. Your library prob has a section of books with CDs (in the picture book section)
DeleteThey even have an app for an e-book service at our library now. I can let the kids listen to audiobooks on all my Mac products - bwahahahah!
DeleteOkay, in closeups Theo looks huge and I sometimes mistake him for Bash but when they're all lined up you can actually see the age differences.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I love your babies. They are just darling.
So cute, I really love your little random, here's how my day went posts - they never fail to make me smile! x
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With all that wildness going on, I think it's a good excuse to get some new glasses. ;) Have you used up your first free pair of glasses from Coastal yet? If not, you totally should! I love mine.
ReplyDeleteIs preschool year round? :)
ReplyDeleteHa. I wish! Tomorrow's the last day.
DeleteI just bought a pair of glasses for 12 bucks! This is a great resource if you think this *might* happen often or maybe a few of the littles will need them in the future??
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Coastal! They send you 5 pairs to try on and your first pair (selected) is free!
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That Julia makes me laugh every single time! She is a sketch and boy will she be entertaining when she's about 15!
ReplyDeleteSeriously, the pics you take are adorable! And your comments are what keep me reading your blog. You're hilarious.
ReplyDeletePS. Fellow antenna user here. Former cable-payers. We love not paying $50+/month to not watch crap tv. Howev, a good-PBS show and the Bachelor/Bachelorette makes it alllll worth it.
ReplyDeleteCurrently sitting in a hospital room holding my sick 4 month old....and per the usual, you cracked my shit up. Bowing to you.
ReplyDeleteohhh... thank you for the giggles & smiles. As always your posts are wonderful! And you kids are the cutest. I still only have one and he uses his head to catch his fall every time. so I may be that 2ft following mama right now, I just can't make myself stop. Must be time for another kid huh. Here's to tomorrow being slightly less wild & even more fun!
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Ha! I'm sure you're the exception ;) ESP if he's young enough to fall!! I'm just old and crotchety - don't mind me! ;)
DeleteAs much as I Helicopter I cannot do it at the park. Your little ones are really cute!!
ReplyDeleteI never comment but I wanted to tell you that you are the best ever. I literally cannot wait to read every post you write and you make me chuckle out loud and that is not the norm for me! I think you are brilliant and smart and funny and I am so glad you blog. I just wanted you to know that you are great and I LOVE your blog. You make being a stay at home mom so much less lonely in some weird way.
ReplyDeleteHi Grace, Thanks again for all the wonderful stories. For its worth, I never let my kids give up their quiet time (OK, my quiet time) until they were old enough to not want my attention anymore. Still waiting on the last one, but he is only 22. Also, sorry about your glasses but it you want to see a sort of funny take on the look, check out "Church Chat" on YouTube. Its SNL from the 80s.
ReplyDeleteI'm the second oldest of 8 kids and my mom homeschooled us all, so there was literally no escape for her. Anyway, she made us all have "quiet time" every day from 2-3 PM. I always thought it was crazy lame that I still had to do that up until I got my first job at 15 years old, but I'm totes going to make my kids do that! There is no way I would make it through parenting if I didn't have an hour to introvert by myself every day.
ReplyDeleteJulia is such a queen bee. I love her.
ReplyDeletei just love your blog. your kids are the cutest. i was actually thinking about you today (in the least stalkerish way possible) because my husband (who never travels since we had a baby) is gone for five days and I am exhausted and wanting to cry. and hate sleeping alone. with one baby. and i kept thinking about how you do days and nights alone when simon is gone with four kids and that I need to suck it up!!
ReplyDeleteI just wanted to say how refreshing your consistency on this blog is. I have this bad habit of finding Mom Blogs that I absolutely love and then realize that the author isn't consistent at posting. You and Jannsen are by far my favorites and the fact that you're both so consistent make my heart happy when I finally do have time to get a breather in and read my blogs and find a fun post to read!!
ReplyDeleteI thought I'd found all the best stl parks but...where is that one??? My little Therese (aka "Spidergirl") would love it!
ReplyDeleteI'm sitting here cracking up because you write almost like I do when it comes to kids. Where has your blog been all my life?!
ReplyDeletei just love your labels; dumbest post in the history of my posts which is saying A LOT because I've had some doozies. always crack me up.
ReplyDelete"sound the crazy sirens to mark the start of the second half of our day ... aka the period of time in which we count down the minutes until Simon gets home and saves us all."
ReplyDeleteAmen and Alleluia, crazy sirens indeed. We got all that here too, somethin' fierce.
I have way too many glasses that have been sat on and broken by toddlers and I don't even bother fixing them anymore. :(
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