I sort of had to laugh because yesterday I spent quite a bit of time in the dentist chair and afterwards the assistant sat me down to tell me how horrible I would feel in recovery. She ended her long list of pain aids with, "wait. You don't have to go to work tomorrow, do you?" When I said no she gave me the biggest look of relief. I laughed to myself. Taking care of 4 children isn't work, right?
And then...
Finally. After waiting a very long time we got a legitimate snow day today.
So definitely not working today.
That being said, we are having a great day. Kids are still happy. Minimal fighting. Rooms are being cleaned. Snow cream and chocolate cake in a mug (recipes in a later post).
Not too bad of a recovery day.
Oh...and I've been cooking so new food posts coming soon. Maybe even today. :)
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Sunday, February 03, 2013
The Church Cycle of a 3yr Old
Kster really likes me. I mean, can you blame him? I'm awesome. But, oftentimes this means that he has this ultimate fear that he won't get to hang out with my awesomeness at all moments of his waking exsistence. And Kster likes to know that we are close enough at all times that he can hug me within a moments desire.
Kster loves church. He loves his class. He especially loves that he's a big boy now and gets to go with big kids and his brother. But there is that darn factor that moms don't get to go to class with their kids. Mom's get grown up classes. And so starting on Saturday night Kster decides he does not like church. Last night he told he me "I can't go to church. Remember, I'm sick!" This church defiance will continue until 5 minutes into the kid part of church. When I pick him up from class he is all smiles and giggles. He's so happy. He shows me his artwork. He waves goodbye to his teacher, who previously he refused to even look at because if he doesn't see her maybe class is just all a figment of our imagination. And he proclaims, "I had FUN".
He will continue to tell everybody he sees for the rest of the week all about his class. He will tell them he is a big boy and goes to big boy class. He will smile and look so proud and then Saturday night will roll around again and the cycle will continue.
Kster loves church. He loves his class. He especially loves that he's a big boy now and gets to go with big kids and his brother. But there is that darn factor that moms don't get to go to class with their kids. Mom's get grown up classes. And so starting on Saturday night Kster decides he does not like church. Last night he told he me "I can't go to church. Remember, I'm sick!" This church defiance will continue until 5 minutes into the kid part of church. When I pick him up from class he is all smiles and giggles. He's so happy. He shows me his artwork. He waves goodbye to his teacher, who previously he refused to even look at because if he doesn't see her maybe class is just all a figment of our imagination. And he proclaims, "I had FUN".
He will continue to tell everybody he sees for the rest of the week all about his class. He will tell them he is a big boy and goes to big boy class. He will smile and look so proud and then Saturday night will roll around again and the cycle will continue.
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