I'm lying here on my bed, all teenage-girl style. Laptop, on my stomach, feet kicked up behind me... I feel bloggy. I really should be trying to sneak in a snooze while the two littles are napping and the big ones are playing Legos. But my brain persists, so I'll unleash a little on the bloggy world and then maybe sleep for 5 minutes before Benjamin wakes up.
I think I would like to run. You know, like the Couch to 5K thing everyone talks about. I've never actually run, except when I was a kid and we played tag in the backyard. Or now, when Sophie bolts out into the street like a crazy person, then I run. But Actual Running seems like it would be good exercise and stress relieving. And I think I would like it. Well, I don't think I would like to run for the first 1500 tries or so. Those would be miserable. But even then, through the misery, I think I would like the quiet... the exercise... maybe I would lose a couple of pounds.
While I was washing dishes a few moments ago, I had a brilliant idea. No really, I did. I like to play games with friends, but I can't figure out how to do it if they have kids too. Its easy with just mine... I wait until bedtime, put them to bed and there ya go, peaceful game time. You know? BUT. If they have kids too... Then what? After dinner, kids are playing, adults play a game - ideal situation. Never works out. We tried it, a few weeks ago. We have four, they have four, our kids play together great. Except (and there is always an except), it was creeping up on bedtime and the littlest ones were getting cranky. Understandably so, its almost bedtime, they want their routine, their bottle, their own bed.
I felt so bad for Kyle, (can I call you Kyle on my blog?) the dad. Kyle was holding the one-year-old and he was fussing and tired and cranky, and I know what that feels like. I've been there. As the parent you want nothing more than to just put the kid on the floor, him to be happy, and you to get to peacefully play the game. Its Adult Interaction, people! With real adults!
But. I have an idea. Couple A and Couple B will take turns hosting and babysitting. No, not at all like that. How would that work? Like this: Couple A gets a babysitter and leaves their children at home. At bedtime, Couple B put their children to bed. Boom! Doorbell rings. Tada! Its Couple A! Game time! Then, next time, Couple B get the babysitter and Couple A get to host. Am I a genius or what?
Emily lost another tooth last night:
And she wrote a note to the Tooth Fairy:
DeaR tooth fairy. what is youR name. What dose youR wings have to DO with the moon.
Ar you Shy?
Love, emiLy
So, I'm not as genius as I once thought. Benjamin is waking up... no snooze for me!
I think I would like to run. You know, like the Couch to 5K thing everyone talks about. I've never actually run, except when I was a kid and we played tag in the backyard. Or now, when Sophie bolts out into the street like a crazy person, then I run. But Actual Running seems like it would be good exercise and stress relieving. And I think I would like it. Well, I don't think I would like to run for the first 1500 tries or so. Those would be miserable. But even then, through the misery, I think I would like the quiet... the exercise... maybe I would lose a couple of pounds.
While I was washing dishes a few moments ago, I had a brilliant idea. No really, I did. I like to play games with friends, but I can't figure out how to do it if they have kids too. Its easy with just mine... I wait until bedtime, put them to bed and there ya go, peaceful game time. You know? BUT. If they have kids too... Then what? After dinner, kids are playing, adults play a game - ideal situation. Never works out. We tried it, a few weeks ago. We have four, they have four, our kids play together great. Except (and there is always an except), it was creeping up on bedtime and the littlest ones were getting cranky. Understandably so, its almost bedtime, they want their routine, their bottle, their own bed.
I felt so bad for Kyle, (can I call you Kyle on my blog?) the dad. Kyle was holding the one-year-old and he was fussing and tired and cranky, and I know what that feels like. I've been there. As the parent you want nothing more than to just put the kid on the floor, him to be happy, and you to get to peacefully play the game. Its Adult Interaction, people! With real adults!
But. I have an idea. Couple A and Couple B will take turns hosting and babysitting. No, not at all like that. How would that work? Like this: Couple A gets a babysitter and leaves their children at home. At bedtime, Couple B put their children to bed. Boom! Doorbell rings. Tada! Its Couple A! Game time! Then, next time, Couple B get the babysitter and Couple A get to host. Am I a genius or what?
Emily lost another tooth last night:
And she wrote a note to the Tooth Fairy:
DeaR tooth fairy. what is youR name. What dose youR wings have to DO with the moon.
Ar you Shy?
Love, emiLy
So, I'm not as genius as I once thought. Benjamin is waking up... no snooze for me!
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