“Sexy Neck, how did you get this stain on your shirt and tie?”
“Honey, I had to rescue an inflatable Frosty from the top of our school!”
Parenting is often very uncomfortable. You need to do things you never thought you would do, like wiping a snotty nose on the sleeve of your best shirt or wiping bums or my personal favourite cleaning up vomit!
Parenting has become very uncomfortable for me personally as my eldest son, JC, has started kindergarten. In the time I am living in right now, full day every day kindergarten is the norm. My child has never been in daycare, but he did do preschool 3 days per week. (Everyone asks me that so I had to throw that in there for some sort of validation!)
With support from a letter from his preschool teachers, we are “that family” (words directly from our principal), that is having our son go to kindergarten only until lunch time. I know that we are the only family doing that in the school, and probably the whole town.
So here is my rationale:
1. Full day (8:45 – 2:45) is too long for 5 year olds in one room with 21 other 5 year olds and one teacher. They need to be with different ages with different adults.
2. My son naps in the afternoon.
3. School isn’t everything (quote me on that!) and I think he needs to be doing other things in the community.
4. School is not daycare (don’t get me going on that!)
5. When the school day for kindergarteners went from half day to full day a few years ago, the curriculum didn’t change, so why does he need to go?
6. I don’t want to deal with the screaming and crying and behavior issues that other kindergarten parents are dealing with in the evenings! I want to enjoy family time.
We had an up and down and all around kind of weekend in one of our favourite places in the world.
We missed a ferry and were overwhelmed by tourists in our favourite spot. We had a delicious thanksgiving dinner with all the fixing cooked by my mom. Dad did almost all the dishes all weekend. Our labrador retriever had the time of her life in the lake and on the trails on the hillside.
We had our first road trip where mommy yelled very loud then had to take a timeout at the side of the road. I had my eldest son give me a “Joshua stone”. We had a long period of crying by our one year old. We also had 2 very peaceful sleepers… so I guess it all evens out.
When we go to the hot springs, we always head down to the rocky shore by the lake. The lake is man made with huge boulders of all shapes and sizes lining the shore.
This trip our big boys spent quite a bit of time trying to stack up the rocks. It was amazing to see their determination and focus and ability to get the rocks to balance. I hope they always have this focus and inner balance.
I tried for a few minutes to get my rocks to balance and I couldn’t even get the rocks stacked four high… well I did have a baby in my arms!!
Other than the daily grind of dishes, laundry, diaper changing, well you get what I mean, I like having things to look forward to.
When I knew that my husband was changing jobs to the town down the road, beside the lake and across “the bridge”, I knew that we were going to have to do some planning.
The first things I did was hire a cleaner, yup a cleaner! Now I don’t have to do the weekly scrub the toilet, the floors etc., but I am free to just tidy and clean up spills and I am “free” to enjoy it.
The second thing I did was to make sure that every weekend we had one day just as a family. The boys sometimes stay in their PJ’s. Sexy neck doesn’t have to get in his car.
The last thing we did was to plan special events together. Tomorrow we are going to one of my favourite places in the world – the hot springs. Relaxing, rejuvenating, quiet… just us! Enjoy our weekend everyone!
My boys are the most creative and sometimes daring people I know. They can turn a piece of bread into a car at one years old (JC), a small push car into a flying projectile (CC) and a puppy dog into a pillow (OC).
Today the creativity went to new heights. The boys turned a goalie pads into a jet pack and wings. Here is the clincher, they had to do it while naked! Why men why? Please explain this to me.
I tried to take a photo without the private parts! I hope I don’t offend anyone… at least they didn’t ask to use the old crib mattress for a sled on the stairs today!
I am a jock, not a musician (I do make a joyful noise when I sing!), and I am definitely not an artist, but there is something that needs to be said about putting a paint brush and some paint onto something.
This weekend, I painted 7 outside doors on our house. Yes, imagine that we have 7 outside doors (we actually have 9) and I managed to paint two coats on all of them. None of the children were injured, nor was sexy neck thank you very much. (But do check post called “Be flexible”)
Oh what a feeling getting that paint onto those doors. Especially after I picked out and painted the front door purple! YUP purple. Check out the pic: Doesn’t that look great! Even the neighbours and their daughter-in-law like it and they are the ones that need to stare at it all the time. Thanks sexy neck for giving me the time to play with a paint brush! I loved it!!
Oliver is a beautiful 3rd child in a busy household – mom’s a doctor, dad’s a teacher plus 2 older siblings under 10 years old. YIKES! Little Oliver is working on being fffffff… I guessed friendly, but nope it is flexible. He is learning to share his favourite swing with his siblings. Share his trampoline with my son and his new cat Tiger. He is learning to be flexible. Oliver, good skill to learn. I think I am still learning it too! Yesterday my boys pulled out their cross country skiis with their dad. (I didn’t say a word!) Today, my youngest decided to help in the kitchen… Thanks for keeping me flexible boys!
I am meeting quite a few new women in my life through taking my son to kindergarten, my middle one going to preschool and my youngest one hanging around town with me at the coffee shop, library etc. I am always surprised at how many working mom’s now call daycare “preschool”. Let’s be clear ladies, preschool and daycare are not the same things. Let’s not judge each other’s choices, but let’s please be clear! Preschool is a part day program to help children get ready for school. Daycare is care during the day. Be confident in your decision to stay home or to go to work.
My man is a man! I mean truly a man. He is the leader of our family and I respect him immensely. He is an idea guy, an athlete, a play-by ear guitarist, a hardworker, an amazing father and a loving husband! I believe that he can do anything he sets his mind to! So often I help him set his mind to things. tee heee… The one thing that I always love him to do is to write on our entry chalkboard to honour our boys birthdays. Here are 2 of daddy chalkboard signs this year:
Thanks hon, for being a man!