Right now I’m sitting in my living room … a clean living room. It’s quiet. REALLY quiet.
On any other night, right now is about the point I would be coaxing my oldest kiddo into bed. Maybe in another hour he might actually be asleep in said bed {due to the 15,000 trips to the bathroom and other shenanigans he pulls when he doesn’t want to go to sleep}. There would be arguments about what PJs he wears, and how many books we read, and what lights are left on to keep all the spiders at bay {the little dude is terrified of spiders getting him?}.
But tonight … tonight was quiet. The Froggy went to bed around 630, and then … I had all this time. Why?
This morning the Mouse left for a spring break trip to grandma and grandpa’s house. My grandparents were driving down from their home in Oklahoma, and offered to pick him and drive him down to San Antonio for the week. And so they did. And now I’m a one-child parent for the next week and half.
I have no idea what I’m going to do with all this extra time. I should probably try that thing called, ‘laundry’. Maybe.
Or, I could just play with the baby while he’s awake, and lay on the couch when he’s not.
Yep. I’m good with that plan.
OMG. We need to get Jack and Aidan together. Aidan is also inexplicably terrified of spiders, and I have no idea why. At least once month he wakes up in the middle of the night, insisting there’s a spider in his bed. DH or I have to remove all of his stuffed friends, rip off the comforter and convince him that there are no spiders. Oh, and he totally has a green lightsaber, so they could have some awesome battles.
Enjoy your week “off”!
Oh, my God! I have no kids and can tell you about all kinds of things to do with free time!
Here’s some of my favorites:
Sip coffee. Thumb through that magazine I accidentally let fall in the tub while I was bathing. Stalk losers on Facebook I think I’ve out-done in life. Scratch. Wash the sheets on the bed. Think about exercising. Put a pot of beans on in the crockpot. Tweet. Clean out my DVR.
All kinds of stuff!
I promise I’m not near the loser this list makes me out to be. I swear.