I need a vacation from this vacation
It's that time again. School vacation. Time for the kids to relax and stop stressing out about their ABCs and coloring inside the lines and whether they want to use the monkey bars or the seesaw or whether to read Horton Hears a Who or Green Eggs and Ham. Because week upon week of that business can be so exhausting. These kids need a break, and lots of them! Once Christmas break is over, they have six harrowing weeks to get through until February vacation. And then they have to stick it out for another five or six weeks until April vacation. And THEN! Then they have to wait EIGHT MORE WEEKS before they begin their three-month-long summer vacation. My God! Can you imagine how tired these poor children are??
So these seven days (or 168 hours but who's counting) have so far been spent running around the house in various stages of undress, screeching, throwing toys all over the living room floor, playing with the remote control for the t.v., and almost constant begging for McDonald's french fries and pizza.
And you should see what the kids have been up to.
Yesterday Paul had the day off from work and it was a rainy day, so we took the boys to an inside playground-type thing. You know, where the kids run wildly from one activity to another while the parents sit staring blankly into space and occasionally glancing at their watch or cell phone to see if adequate time has been spent amusing the children so they can get the hell out of there.
Anyway, the kids had a blast, to the tune of $18.90. It was money well spent, because they were both in a zombie-like state on the drive home, and that's exactly what we were looking for. Paul and I kept giggling and stealing glances at each other, because we both knew what was going to happen when we got home. NOTHING.
Jason: "Mommy, want to play a game?"
Me: "Sure. Let's play Who Can Get Their Pajamas On the Fastest!"
Drew: "Daddy, can I watch t.v.?"
Paul: "There's no time to watch t.v. because as soon as I'm done shoving these hotdogs and Smiley fries down your throat you are going to bed."
There is nothing better than the Guilt-Free Parent pass you get after allowing your children to run around for three hours at one of those indoor playgrounds (and paying good money for it).
And today is yet another rainy day, so we're stuck indoors. Tomorrow our car is going to be in the shop AND it's supposed to rain again, so we'll not only be stuck indoors, we will have no means of escape.
Hold me?
So these seven days (or 168 hours but who's counting) have so far been spent running around the house in various stages of undress, screeching, throwing toys all over the living room floor, playing with the remote control for the t.v., and almost constant begging for McDonald's french fries and pizza.
And you should see what the kids have been up to.
Yesterday Paul had the day off from work and it was a rainy day, so we took the boys to an inside playground-type thing. You know, where the kids run wildly from one activity to another while the parents sit staring blankly into space and occasionally glancing at their watch or cell phone to see if adequate time has been spent amusing the children so they can get the hell out of there.
Anyway, the kids had a blast, to the tune of $18.90. It was money well spent, because they were both in a zombie-like state on the drive home, and that's exactly what we were looking for. Paul and I kept giggling and stealing glances at each other, because we both knew what was going to happen when we got home. NOTHING.
Jason: "Mommy, want to play a game?"
Me: "Sure. Let's play Who Can Get Their Pajamas On the Fastest!"
Drew: "Daddy, can I watch t.v.?"
Paul: "There's no time to watch t.v. because as soon as I'm done shoving these hotdogs and Smiley fries down your throat you are going to bed."
There is nothing better than the Guilt-Free Parent pass you get after allowing your children to run around for three hours at one of those indoor playgrounds (and paying good money for it).
And today is yet another rainy day, so we're stuck indoors. Tomorrow our car is going to be in the shop AND it's supposed to rain again, so we'll not only be stuck indoors, we will have no means of escape.
Hold me?
posted by Karen Tuesday, April 17, 2007
3 Comments:
I laughed and laughed and LAUGHED at that first paragraph.
I need one of those expensive indoor things.
I have 3 girls and UGH! all they do is fight and complain about how bored they are. Glad to have em back in school.
Don't remind me of summer vacation. The only positive is being able to sleep in.
Karen, I laughed at this because that is exactly what I do! I took my boys to a play area (after threatening them that if they misbehaved in Eddie Bauer, the older one would have to watch the younger one playing while he sat beside me), made them eat at the food court, and then drove them home and put them to bed. Done! :-)
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