I should really have picked a day when Kylah and Ethan and Jake are here too just to give you a better idea of what it’s like with the whole family but I can always do that another day. They’re all crazy (the days, not the kids) so this will do for now.
6:30am- I woke up and went downstairs to make coffee and work on blog stuff while the kitty kneaded her presence into my lap with each paw push, claws out, all love. I heard Callum stir so I brought up a bottle and tucked him into our bed with Andrew and I tiptoed back downstairs.
7am- I made hot chocolate for Freddy and set his lunch out on the table with his folic acid and vitamin D and then went downstairs to make sure he was awake, and I said goodbye.
7:10am- I threw on some shorts, a long-sleeved shirt and a jacket and without even brushing my teeth, I headed outside in the dark morning rain for a 5 mile run. I got home at 7:50, woke Katie up with the kitty and made her hot chocolate and a bagel. I had half of a bagel with chunky peanut butter and another cup of coffee. Then I had a quick shower, threw some clothes on and drove her to school at 8:45.
9am- I came back home after dropping Katie off and then I made two fried eggs and toasted the other half of my bagel. Callum didn’t want his egg, so I ate both. I made Andrew a huge smoothie with an orange, banana, blueberries, orange juice, yogurt and spinach and Callum had what Andrew couldn’t finish.
10:30am- I invited my mom and my sister over to celebrate my mom’s 70th birthday. I made blueberry pie and brewed some coffee. They were a bit late so I squeezed in a quick trip to Home Sense to pick out some curtains and a rod to replace the nasty vertical blinds in our kitchen.
11:30am- My mom and my sister arrived with a train table and a train set for Callum that my nephew Ben had when he was little! Ben is 17 years old now. The train table is in perfect condition and Callum is now the happiest baby on Jenny’s block. We hung out, had pie and coffee and then my mom and Tracey left so that I could get Callum down for his nap.
1:45pm- I did Laura’s workout on the treadmill while he slept and then as soon as I was done I threw some clothes on, got Callum out of bed and drove to get Katie from school.
3pm- I got Katie, fielded a call from Freddy asking if he can go to a friend’s house and then drove out to find Andrew on his 12 mile running route to give him some Gatorade. But we couldn’t find him, so I stopped to buy two bottles of wine (I know, really caring wife, eh?).
3:30pm- We got home to find Andrew finishing up his run. He went really fast! And only did 11 miles, but still way faster than I thought he would be.
4pm- I helped Katie with math and language arts homework while I made a dinner of steak and mushrooms, with salad and a bit of macaroni. While Andrew ate dinner I ran upstairs and had a hot shower with sea salt scrub and menthol. It was bliss. I got into cozy jammies, and then forgot that I had to pick up Freddy from his friend’s house at 5:15. I took photo proof of the fact that I didn’t change out of my jammies and polkadot socks to get Freddy.
I got Freddy from his friend’s house, came home and Andrew left for Ethan’s soccer practice. I didn’t feed the kids right away because they had snacks and weren’t hungry so I made lunches, chased Callum around the house, and cleaned up after his mess while he slammed my finger in the garbage cupboard door.
6:30pm- Had dinner, did the dishes.
7:15pm- Andrew got home from Ethan’s soccer and he took Callum for me so I could escape upstairs to our room for a bit for a second or two of peace. I was feeling like everything was personal from the smell of the dinner in my hair to the sarcasm in a text. I took this piece of my day to follow Marybeth’s lead and I leaned my back up against the side of our bed and sunk my hips down into a squat position. I needed to re-find the balance of woman between lover and fighter.
After a minute or two, I climbed onto the centre of our bed in a circle of pillows and edited my friend Melody’s piece of writing that she is submitting for a writing contest. INCREDIBLE. I wish you guys could read it.
7:30pm- The cat pulled down our curtain rod and curtains and ripped the brackets out of the wall.
8pm- I came back downstairs. Freddy had a bowl of cereal, I put Katie to bed and then while Andrew put Callum to bed (at 9) I went downstairs to hang out with Freddy. He made a profile of me in his skateboarding video game and then ended up doing this online skate contest thing. Except I called it “online play” which apparently is a super nerdy mom thing to say. So don’t ever use the term “online play” if you want to be cool. I said goodnight to my Freddy spaghetti, then came upstairs to hear Callum crying in bed (what’s up with him today?) and now I’m sitting beside Andrew on the couch while he watches the U-17 world cup soccer game between Belgium and Korea and the kitty is between us. It is now 10pm as I type this so I guess time flies when you’re having fun.
10:49- The cat is drinking out of the toilet.
I’m about to flip my MacBook shut and head to bed. The dishwasher is clean and ready to be unloaded and there’s clean laundry in the dryer and the curtains and rod are sitting in a huge pile in the middle of the family room floor but I am just NOT DOING ANY OF IT. Because it’s time for “live play.”
*update* Oh, and then? I fell asleep sitting up on the couch while Andrew watched the rest of the game. We finally went to bed at midnight.
Do you guys have code words for having sex?
Are you all extremely glad that you live full and exciting lives compared to mine?
Would you rather lick a toilet seat or a doorknob?
A TOILET SEAT.