Tomorrow kicks off a 5 day "weekend" for parent/teacher conferences and in-service days - and I'm so excited!
Sure, about four years ago, these long weekends meant a chaotic, disastrous house. Sometimes some fighting, but often lots of laughing.
There's still some fighting, but mostly laughing - but now, now . . . My kids are old enough to actually do a good job cleaning! My munchkins know these long breaks now mean we do a little deep cleaning each day before diving into the "fun" portion of our activities. For the most part, they don't complain. They just get the work done and get excited about checking off their to-do list. Girly Girl cleans everything she can reach with the Clorox wipes (kitchen handles, knobs, outside of the oven, fridge, and dishwasher. Even the microwave.) Squirrely Girl cleans the bathrooms and windows. The boys vacuum and sort and organize all those Legos (that's a feat all on it's own). Hubby and I usually take on a project or two. Cleaning out the garage and other fun stuff to prep for winter. I may even hang some more pictures.
So my house gets to sparkle and shine!
Then we have fun, fun, fun! I'm hoping for good weather so we can make good use of our bikes one last time before winterizing them until spring. Thursday evening, we're having our family photos taken - so excited about that, too! Squirrelly Girl is into baking, so I'm sure we'll whip up some delicious treats. Have a game board competition - maybe even a dance off and I just might let my kids kick my butt on the Wii. (Simply because there's no way I'll win. LOL).
But most of all, I'm so happy to have five days of family time.
And that's the best sparkle and shine of all.
Meanie Mommy Diaries
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I'm a writing, reading, watch-the-movie, romance breathing chick. And I think it's important for my children to explore the wonderfulness of sigh-worthy romance too.
Even if it's my autistic teenage son.
Cue the scene:
My son loves writing short movies. He plots out the scenes, writes the screenplay, practices the scene, then films it with our video camera. Today, he was practicing a scene he wrote for his Hero Factory team.
The scene: Preparing to leave on a long, adventurous journey.
Then Mom popped in.
Me: "So, who's the girl?"
Son: "Girl?"
Me: "There has to be a girl. You can't have a movie without a girl. It's not politically correct."
He sighed, then pointed to the white action figure (hereafter called White Chick) and said, "That one can be the girl."
I then picked up White Chick and nabbed the Red Guy too.
White Chick: "Be careful, sweetie. Have a safe, but successful journey."
Red Guy: "I'll do my best, dear. But how will I survive without you and your snuggles?"
White Chick: "Just remember this, sweetheart."
Cue in the kissy, smoochie, kissy, kissy stuff.
My son freaked out. "No more kissy kissy scenes! You're ruining the movie!"
I just smiled, gave myself a mental pat on the back and decided to share my triumph with my bloggy friends.
What fun things do you do to torture your kids? =)
Even if it's my autistic teenage son.
Cue the scene:
My son loves writing short movies. He plots out the scenes, writes the screenplay, practices the scene, then films it with our video camera. Today, he was practicing a scene he wrote for his Hero Factory team.
The scene: Preparing to leave on a long, adventurous journey.
Then Mom popped in.
Me: "So, who's the girl?"
Son: "Girl?"
Me: "There has to be a girl. You can't have a movie without a girl. It's not politically correct."
He sighed, then pointed to the white action figure (hereafter called White Chick) and said, "That one can be the girl."
I then picked up White Chick and nabbed the Red Guy too.
White Chick: "Be careful, sweetie. Have a safe, but successful journey."
Red Guy: "I'll do my best, dear. But how will I survive without you and your snuggles?"
White Chick: "Just remember this, sweetheart."
Cue in the kissy, smoochie, kissy, kissy stuff.
My son freaked out. "No more kissy kissy scenes! You're ruining the movie!"
I just smiled, gave myself a mental pat on the back and decided to share my triumph with my bloggy friends.
What fun things do you do to torture your kids? =)
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