The morning started off ordinary enough, but for the fact that the boys were playing really well together in Owen's room, behind a closed door. After half an hour of this bizarre behaviour I went in to see what they were up too. One was naked from the waist down, one was jumping on the bed and half a bottle of baby powder was liberally squirted under the bed. Nothing like vacuuming at 7am.
Out the door to drop everyone off, spent a nice 20 minutes chatting with other Mommies in the school yard. I always like hearing about other parents experiences. One Mommy described staying at home with babies as "mind-numbingly boring". I hugged her for her honesty. Being a parent is wonderful but not without it's hardships and it's always nice to meet someone who is willing to chat about the real deal of parenting and not the shiny, happy TV or Blog or magazine version of raising kids.
Off to the office where nothing exciting happened and then back to pick up the boys.
We spent an hour in the park and the kids had a ball, I thought about how much I hate the park but how much I'll probably miss it one day. Sand in shoes, sand in the car, a chatty ride home and now time to make dinner.
When presented with his dinner the little one IMMEDIATELY began wailing and absolutely refused to try even one bite. He managed to bawl and scream throughout the entire meal. I told Lovely Husband to pretend it was background music at a fantastic restaurant. It didn't work.
Cheerios again for the little one, baths x2 and now 15 minutes to write this little tale while they play before bedtime.
Just another day in paradise.
J.
About Me
- Jennifer
- Ottawa, ontario, Canada
- When you actually sit down to "describe" yourself, it's actually a bit daunting! Let me just say, I'm a Mom of 2 young boys, a wife, I work full-time and am blessed to be surrounded my many friends and a very involved extended family. I can often be found in my kitchen, in my pyjamas of course, cooking dinner or baking or lamenting over the dishes to be done. I like the comfort and serenity that puttering in my kitchen offers. It is sometimes calming, sometimes a disaster, most times a mess but always filled with love.
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