This week we weren't given a topic to write about. Instead, we were instructed to free-write for fifteen minutes and post our thoughts--warts and all.
All is quiet here at home...the kids are driving me crazy...or rather, they were driving me crazy earlier. School vacations don't sit well with me. I hate the upheaval of my routine and the utter chaos they bring to my days. Simultaneously, I look forward to seeing them and spending time with them. It's a neverending circle, I suppose. Christmas was nice. I'm trying really hard not to freak out over the fact that it's only been two days and most of their toys and/or pieces of toys can not be located. Trying not to bug out over the fact that I've already stepped on eleventy-seven pieces of rock hard play-doh and random lego blocks. Nathan has refused to remove his new fleece, cammo jammie pants...he says they are the most comfortable thing he's ever worn. I suppose I should fight him for them and put them in the wash....eh...what's one more day when you're on vacation? Bear seems to love all of his stuff...he was playing a live action Angry Birds game with the plushie birds he received. He seems most enamored with a pig puppet that I stuck in his stocking that I had bought at the dollar store. I wrote "tea cup pig" on it's chest with a sharpie. It's an inside joke between us that stems from an episode of 'How I Met Your Mother'. Addy has been hounding everyone to play Apples to Apples and Beyblades with her. Mathias told me he didn't like any of his gifts. But that's just because he got caught trying to steal Bear's bionicles. Everyone seems happy and I'm glad. I really enjoyed getting together with family on Christmas Eve. And my mom, for the first time in the history of ever, got me a gift that not only will I enjoy and find useful...it was a gift that showed she was actually thinking of ME. That never happens. It might have only been a Sephora gift card but it meant the world to me and actually made me tear up a little. So now Christmas is over and we can get back to normal. I am very much looking forward to normal. Normal is comforting and calm. Peaceful. And Happy. And the kids just started arguing again...a mom's work is never done.