This was the week of the soccer mom. I literally took Brother to soccer practice every morning and watched him from the bleachers with Sister. It is unreal how much more cautious you become with other children in the car. I asked my mom if she still feels like that when me and Oakes are in the car. She said no. I guess Oakes and I's value decreased as we got older... I kept both hands at ten and two. The radio at an acceptable decibel. And constantly checked all the mirrors.
The kids greeted me with a "we missed you over the weekend!" when I arrived on Monday morning. It was adorable. But their constant chatter was not. I brought Advil for the rest of the week.
We had our first casualty. It was my own. It's all fun and games until an 8 year old crash lands on your foot. Slapped a homemade ice pack on that sucker and it was good to go in a little bit. It's definitely still a little bruised though.
We worked on a 300 piece puzzle from hell (which we discovered on Thursday was really only a 299 piece puzzle from hell. We have a runaway); they tried to teach me how to play Chess, and they partook in an "am not"/"are too" saga as to who was sitting on whom. I also was treated to the first movie of the Harry Potter series. They created a Wii character for me. I'm not sure whether to be offended or not...I think she resembles a bald whore.
I relied on Pinterest to provide boredom busting activities. I armed Brother and Sister with squirt guns filled with dyed water and they had free reign over blank paper on the fence in the backyard. The color fest inevitably found its way onto bodies, so we took the party to the pool. I informed them of a secret project that we will be working on all summer for their parents. I plan to take pictures of everything that we do and, with their messy creative help, put together a scrapbook. They were eager to demonstrate their secret keeping abilities and assured me that they had only given out one hint: camera. Well, that's a thinker, guys. During the drive to and from soccer practice I was regaled with knock knock jokes.
are you an owl?!? *uncontrollable giggling from the backseat and simultaneous eye rolling from the driver's seat*
|Sister accessorized me|
*during a hide and seek game*
|"do you recognize this song?" "no..."|
I was in your closet hanging out with your laundry.
*every child bursts out laughing and proceeds to repeat statement until it's no longer even smile worthy*
We played a competitive game of Clue with the neighbor boy, which both Brother and Sister cheated at. I went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water, came back and all of my Clue cards were in their hands. They swore they didn't cheat....Riiiiiiight.
It didn't end up mattering. When I did think I had the correct accusation I discovered that they had set up the game completely wrong. Instead of the usual "it was so-and-so with the such-and-such in the here-and-there" I was treated to an answer of "it was so-and-so in the here-and-there AND the here-and -there with nothing." Uhhh. "Let's just say I win?"
Don't you wish you could be Brother or Sister for a day to spend so much time with A Very Lucky Girl?