Joe had a busy day today, but the boys and I didn’t have
anything on the agenda this morning.
Recently, I’ve let most of our mornings start the same way: Caden wakes up and I go and get him out of
his crib. He immediately asks me to make
dinner. I suggest we snuggle in my
bed. Within minutes Max cries for me. In his 3+ years, he has gotten up and come
and found me about six times. Other than
those six times, he calls/cries until I go and get him. When I go and get him, he insists that I
carry him and indicates where he would like to go. Most of the time he wants to go to my room
and watch cartoons. Conrad is soon to
follow and climbs in my bed and joins the cartoon viewing. Today followed this pattern. Not a bad Saturday morning. . . but we couldn’t
didn’t watch the “Fresh Beat Band” all
day.
I had a lot of cleaning to do today, but my unfinished shelf
was nagging at me. So I loaded up the
boys and we headed to the local hardware store.
They did not have the amazing paint (Rustoleum textured in dark brown)
that I needed, so after spending 75 cents on three gumballs, we were off to
Lowe’s. It sounds much quicker and
easier that it actually is to load and unload three kids from the car for these
stops.
Lowe’s has the paint and we were out of the store relatively
quickly. When we got back to the car Max
was in tears because he didn’t get to walk in the store. How could I have not remembered to let him
out of the cart once we were inside the store?
I’m guessing my brain did that in order for me to protect my young and
my sanity. The more kids that stay in
the cart, the better. Every mom knows
this!!
The boys wanted to pick up the sticks and branches that were
knocked down by the storm last night.
Max said, “Dad will be glad at me.”
They worked hard to make their daddy happy. They managed to hook Joe’s small trailer up
to Conrad’s jeep. I took the first
picture because I thought they had come up with such a good idea. I took the second one because I was so surprised
that it worked! The Jeep is more
powerful than I thought!
I finished up painting my shelf and the boys cleared the
debris from the driveway and yard. Max
asked, “Is today family day?” When he
didn’t get the answer he wanted, he asked, ”Is tomorrow family day?” I went ahead and told him it was. That made a sweet smile spread across his
face.