With all of the kids home for summer vacation, the number of cups around the kitchen have gotten out of hand. When you have to run the dishwasher twice a day, it's time to get crafty.
My kids are at the point where they are sick and tired of being together. The summer started with backyard pool parties and sleepovers in the living room. After only a couple weeks of quality togetherness, the fighting had begun. Nothing a little ice cream can't handle.
This summer, we're taking the dependence out of independence.
My younger boys shower in my bathroom, where the towel racks are adult-sized. Naturally, the towels end up on the floor. Oh yes.... the floor, my kids can reach.
Number 7, like most preschoolers, still has trouble understanding that 4 ounces of water in a short, fat container is still 4 ounces of water when it is in a taller, skinnier container. And that 2 chips broken into crumbs, are still 2 chips. #learning2count
When my husband didn't pick up "my" mental and physical load, I felt like he was telling me that these tasks were beneath him. I didn't get a free night out; I only postponed the work I would have had to do anyway. As a "bonus", it's my fault because I didn't tell
My daughters brought up dinner to my husband and I, who were enjoying a few minutes of free time. Dinner was actually left-overs, so all the girls had to do was warm up a couple of bowls of chili. Our dinner was delivered with a playful comment, “This is not the proper use of children.”
Whether you’re looking for a cute bedtime story or something to keep them out of mischief on that long drive up to grandma and grandpa’s place, you can’t go wrong with a good podcast.
Part of the movie-watching-fun is watching the older movies together with the re-makes or re-boots. For example, It's interesting to observe the roles of women in the older movies versus modern movies through my kids' eyes.
Popular Culture today is big on all of the fantasy-type heroes that my generation grew up idolizing. Now that my generation are adults, we are excited to see our youth modernized with expensive badassery (is that a word?).