I have no picture to go with this post. Though, if I had been thinking, I would have snapped a million to preserve such a sweet memory. So with no picture I am setting aside the dishes to "capture" it now.
Saturday was rough. I had a workday at school from 9:30am to 2:00pm. I arrived home to sleeping children, Eric and Uncle Bobby (Eric's brother we had over the night before). I ate, then set to work cleaning the house- (not on my top ten list after spending so long cleaning at preschool all morning). Grandma and Grandpa came to get Bobby and left. Eric started dinner and I was left with four tired, hungry kids. Their schedules were off and dinner wouldn't be ready for a while.
Oh dear.
I reached for the remote. I struck me hard in the face - that THAT was my first response to the TIME I had on my hands.
Time. Time. Time.
Extra time is like a unicorn- it just doesn't exist.
Yet,
here was thousands of seconds just waiting to be used.
I started to read to the kids and from there the evening grew.
I introduced them to my friend, "Chubby." And replayed happy childhood memories in the back of my head.
We played Mommy Hospital for what seemed like hours as the minutes passed. I was the front desk and the Mommy Hospital paged Doctor Kayla, Doctor Krista, Nurse Kait and Patient Luke from "bed" to "bed." The doctors buzzed around with orders for medications and treatments. The nurse was paged to assist the doctors in their surgeries. Luke played a patient who could not stop throwing up. It was a sight to see! There were also other patients: Curious George broke his toes, Cabbage Patch needed her hair straighten with an iron, Strawberry Shortcake had a big bugger, and the others I will save for my own personal memories.
I played with my kids from a big lazy boy chair, in physical pain, heating pad on my back- but filled with joy! I realized how little I remembered about P.L.A.Y.I.N.G. It has been so long since I really played. We grow up too fast for our own good.
I was reading a friend's blog today and will forever cherish these words of wisdom:
A quote from Miss Edie, age 92:
"Play with your kids all the time.
Cause soon you'll be old like me and wishing you could still get down and play with children."
The laundry didn't get done and it sits in huge pile.
Saturday was rough. I had a workday at school from 9:30am to 2:00pm. I arrived home to sleeping children, Eric and Uncle Bobby (Eric's brother we had over the night before). I ate, then set to work cleaning the house- (not on my top ten list after spending so long cleaning at preschool all morning). Grandma and Grandpa came to get Bobby and left. Eric started dinner and I was left with four tired, hungry kids. Their schedules were off and dinner wouldn't be ready for a while.
Oh dear.
I reached for the remote. I struck me hard in the face - that THAT was my first response to the TIME I had on my hands.
Time. Time. Time.
Extra time is like a unicorn- it just doesn't exist.
Yet,
here was thousands of seconds just waiting to be used.
I started to read to the kids and from there the evening grew.
I introduced them to my friend, "Chubby." And replayed happy childhood memories in the back of my head.
We played Mommy Hospital for what seemed like hours as the minutes passed. I was the front desk and the Mommy Hospital paged Doctor Kayla, Doctor Krista, Nurse Kait and Patient Luke from "bed" to "bed." The doctors buzzed around with orders for medications and treatments. The nurse was paged to assist the doctors in their surgeries. Luke played a patient who could not stop throwing up. It was a sight to see! There were also other patients: Curious George broke his toes, Cabbage Patch needed her hair straighten with an iron, Strawberry Shortcake had a big bugger, and the others I will save for my own personal memories.
I played with my kids from a big lazy boy chair, in physical pain, heating pad on my back- but filled with joy! I realized how little I remembered about P.L.A.Y.I.N.G. It has been so long since I really played. We grow up too fast for our own good.
I was reading a friend's blog today and will forever cherish these words of wisdom:
A quote from Miss Edie, age 92:
"Play with your kids all the time.
Cause soon you'll be old like me and wishing you could still get down and play with children."
The laundry didn't get done and it sits in huge pile.
1 comment:
GOOD for you! I am thrilled to be reading this. They will soon be too big to want to do this. I miss them every week. I wish I was still babysitting!
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