Veteran’s Day was this week. I like when the kids get a break but no one likes it more than they do.
I had a few returns to make in a mall where I used to take them at least twice a month to ride a merry-go-round. It was something to do when they were babies. But would they be interested in riding now I wondered….?
It was so cute to see them hop on all next to each other. But they looked like GIANTS. It made me a bit sad to reflect on the time that’s passed by, as they rode by. Perhaps I’m feeling it more as my twins’ birthdays are one week from today…
But it was a treat to see them on the ride and then I got them some punch balloons.
We headed to my parents retirement community next where they enjoyed the swimming pool.
I love this mid-week mini breaks. What did you do on a Veterans Day?
Tuesday was Election Day, the kids had off from school. I’m not a big scheduler on these days off because the kids have such hectic schedules altogether and I believe they need a nice day off (i.e I didn’t take advantage of the Girl Scout bowling trip or the various camps being offered for the day). However, I do try to plan some fun for the four of us and what that usually involves is a discussion leading up to the day and a decision about what will make everyone happy. We had decided to to head to my parents over 55 community to go swimming and that was an easy great idea.
But when I got to my car I found an alert light on and the plans had to be aborted for a moment. Of all days! I’m a freak about safety when it comes to the kids. The last thing I need is to be broken down with them in the car so I told them we needed to head into the auto body shop for a quick check. I made it very clear that it was tight in that little waiting room and they needed to not fight, wait patiently, and keep occupied. But, if they could do it, I would take them to Wendy’s afterward, followed by the fun afternoon of swimming.
Everyone who came into the place looked at these 3 and smiled or laughed. :)
They were great, and it’s not because they are great kids.
Here’s why it worked:
1-Communication–I made it clear what was happening BEFORE we got to our destination.
2-Expectations–I made it clear what I expected in terms of their behavior.
3-Distraction–I made sure they had enough things to keep them busy.
4-Rewards!–I told them I would be happy to take them to Wendy’s (their choice) when we were through.
30 pleasant minutes later with one nail removed from my tire we drove off to a nice lunch and a great day of swimming!
How do you manage when your child/ren have to tag along to your boring appointments?
Last weekend we celebrated my father’s 81st birthday. It was a simple family gathering with my sister and brother. Since we aren’t all together that often I thought it would be nice to snap a photo of the five of us…our primary family.
I think the birthday boy looks better than anyone…yet I know he’s going to be mad at me for revealing his age!
Happy Birthday Dad!!!!!!!
My 8 year old daughter had a bad day the other day. I was at work and my husband encouraged her to write about it, since she seems to love writing poems.
Sadness can be anywhere. Sadness can be anything. Sadness can be dropping ice cream on the floor.
Sadness can be losing your best friend. Sadness can effect you in many places, but mostly in your heart.
She’s having a better day today. :)
I awoke this morning to my three hustling and bustling around the kitchen. I heard my little one say, “This is the best day of my life!” They were all working together for a big morning celebration of our anniversary (12 years). This was completely amazing. The fact that they teamed up and truly worked together for one cause…celebrating their mom and dad, well, it was the best gift we could have received.
It’s so developmentally appropriate for children to be self involved. Isn’t wonderful when they surprise us with beautiful acts of kindness and selflessness?
We were so thrilled to have a day off today from soccer and hockey, and have the whole family home. But what was even better was that the sun was shining and it was blazing hot. I swear I must be afflicted with seasonal affective disorder because I seriously hate the cooler weather, even fall…I mean I think I’m the only person who doesn’t like fall, right? I even got married in the fall!
Honestly who needs to go pumpkin picking in this weather?! I wanted to go to the beach, but no one backed me up. Instead we spent all day at a park and ended up mini golfing.
It was perfect. :)
Did you enjoy unseasonably warm weather this weekend too?
I’ve been trying to encourage the kids to do some fall cleaning. My best listener big girl proceeded to throw a big pile of garbage away and I saw this paper floating on the top.
This is what it says:
Beyond the mountains
Beyond the river
Beyond the sky
I can see you so it’s true.
You can trust me guarantee you.
Make it happen
I can see from everywhere.
Hold it in
Watch the sky
Please just don’t you make me cry.
Don’t let it get to you.
Don’t get crushed
Don’t be killed by a big wind gust.
Make it happen
It’s your choice
Beyond the mountain in the sky
Please don’t let it make you cry.
You’ll see heaven
You’ll see hell
Beyond the mountains you may yell.
I’m so glad I retrieved it from the garbage. I wish I had an ounce of her creativity. :)
My son brought this thing home yesterday and all I can say is O M G !!!!
I can’t even adequately express the noises that are emanating from my home…like an elephant farting maybe?
But he loves it…for now. I mean, I can’t say I haven’t been down this path before!
Do you have any budding musicians in your home?
Our busy fall weekends have begun!
And that’s okay……I just wish it were a few degrees warmer….I miss my beloved summer!
Have your weekends suddenly filled up as well?
Though I was born and lived the first 20 years of my life in New Jersey, and I do have a strong affinity for the state that is chastised by some, I’ve been living in NY for more than half of my life. I now consider myself a New Yorker and couldn’t be more proud, especially on days like today, 9/11.
I lived in NYC on 9/11, just several miles away from all of the devastation. Like most people, I remember the events of the day vividly….the beautiful blue sky that day, the call that I received that alerted me to the horror, and so on. But unlike other people, I cannot listen to the news on the anniversary, I cannot look at the names, and I have never ever been back to that area. Maybe its post-traumatic stress or some kind of denial. Even writing this is an arduous task.
Instead, every 9/11 I reflect silently and hope and pray for all of the families that were affected. And today I did talk to my children about it as well.
How do you deal, if at all, with 9/11?