A typical day starts with one quick show in the morning so Mommy can have 22 minutes to shower/get dressed/eat in peace. We don’t always use fancy chairs but I’m open to anything that gets me an extra minute or two.
Then, on a typical day when Jax is home from school, the kids play together nicely for a while, but then there is inevitably bickering and disagreements about who gets to play with which Paw Patrol pup and whose turn it is to go first in a board game. So after a while they go their separate ways.
Jax will usually do something Lego-related: building or playing with his creations, or reading the Lego Club magazine that comes in the mail (or the back copies we sometimes “borrow” from the library). He becomes very entranced.
He’s stuck somewhere between big and little. I think seven is the breaking point to being a “kid,” not so much the baby or toddler or preschooler I remember at all. I savor his simple innocence, whenever I can. I know he’ll be so much bigger too soon.
Little H is very into her play kitchen and tea parties, complete with cloth napkins and place mats. She’s not too picky about her companions, and is very content with a good cup of tea.
And Em undoubtedly will try to stay in her pajamas for as long as possible.
And then do something creative, like coloring, cutting, hole punching, stamping. She is a fine motor phenomenon, my girl.
And sassy, too!
So, typically, I have it pretty good. Yes, sometimes they make me want to pull my hair out or cry or take a nap, but on the whole, they’re really great kids. No one else I’d rather be snowed in with than them!