Week In My Life 2013: Monday

Welcome to the first link-up for Week in My Life 2013! The linky is below- just link to your post for Monday and you’re golden! Don’t forget to use the journaling handouts, everyday kid/parent handouts and daily images (like the one below) to help you along (optional of course).

WHEW!

I say that not just because it’s a lot of work to document a day in your life, but because today did NOT go as planned (but then again, does anyone really plan to get locked out of the house)?

Okay, let’s start from the beginning, then I’ll get to that little adventure!

I got up at 6:19 am this morning- a little later than I wanted to get up but I went to bed past midnight so I needed SOME sleep. I’m trying to get up around 6 am on MWF to work on two things: prepping content to share each morning and working on my next Momcomm course.

I worked about an hour then showered and Daniel got the kids up. Noah was a cranky pants, complaining about the Cherry Pomegranate toaster pastry. Ethan happily gobbled his up. I got them off to school, then had laundry staring me down (which I only got to folding 5 things today).

Around 9:20, I sat down to work (and heated up my coffee). If you don’t know, I work part-time at Burt’s Bees as their Community Manager. MWF are at home and TTH are in the office.

I pretty much work until I pick up Ethan. After I pick up Ethan, we have about 2.5 hours before we have to leave and get Noah. He doesn’t nap anymore so we usually do some TV and play some too. I also use this time to empty the dishwasher and other household chores.

On my MWF days, I shoot for 4 hours of work a day. I rarely get that done before I pick Ethan up so I have to do the last little bit (usually an hour or less) with him home. Today he insisted on wearing his Spider-Man costume (for this year’s Halloween). We ate mandarin oranges and he watched Dinosaur Train while I worked. When we have regular oranges, we have this orange peeler that he loves (the blue thing below). Ethan was intrigued these could be opened by hand (I impressed him by pulling almost the entire peel off- haha).
We had the strangest conversations…
Ethan: Can we borrow a cat? Um, actually can we buy a cat?
Me: Um, no I don’t think so.
Later…
Ethan (out of the blue): You are OLD. You are just old.
Me: Why?
Ethan: Because I’m talking to you and that means you’re old.

After a little while, Ethan asked to play outside with the croquet set (the picture above is our backyard and those sawhorses are keeping our dog from rolling in the dirt so we can actually grow grass there). Ethan wanted play the game a new way, which involved us both trying to get the same ball. Most of the time he kept the croquet low but gave me a scare a few times when he swung it higher!

He decided he wanted to swing so I put him in the old, dirty swing. Look at this precious boy…

He kept asking for me to swing him again but I knew it was getting close to the time we needed to pick up Noah. I didn’t have my phone with me to know the time. He convinced me to do it a couple more times then we HAD to go inside or we’d be running late. Ethan still needed to get shin guards, socks and cleats on.

When I went to turn the handle on the back door… it was LOCKED.

CRAP.

We headed to the front yard, hoping that the garage was still open.

Nope.

Front door?

It’s never unlocked unless we’re expecting company.

So there we were with no phone and no way inside the house. Not to mention we needed to be getting Noah from school soon.

So I started knocking on neighbor’s doors. Luckily a friend at the third house I tried was home. I called Daniel and explained what happened. Then I had to call the school and ask if they’d keep Noah for a few minutes since I’d be late.

As soon as Daniel got there, we thanked the neighbor then bolted across the street, grabbed Ethan’s gear and were out the door!

*wipes sweat off brow*

As I was gathering stuff from the car to walk to the field, Noah was giving Ethan advice about playing his friends on another team. “When I play Connor I just pretend I’m playing someone else.” Good advice, Noah! Ethan did great in soccer. He got hurt once, fell a bunch and probably scored 4-6 goals. The kid is GOOD.

Here’s the tail end of his run down the field to score a goal:

After the game the kids wanted snacks from the red truck that sells snacks and sno-cones but I didn’t want to get them anything since I did last time we were there. Meltdowns ensued and continued all the way home. Noah was SO bent out of shape that he couldn’t have a snack from the pantry since he had chips at the game. His options were veggies or fruit and he wanted neither. Of course, they didn’t love it when I took that picture down there either.

After Noah spent some time in his room for his attitude, he came downstairs and got right to homework. He actually did pretty well considering it was his first day of homework for 3 weeks. Only minor whining.

Keeping Ethan away from him was the challenge. Always is. For some reason, Ethan decided to take of his soccer shirt and shorts.

When I got around to starting dinner, I discovered the buttermilk chicken was supposed to be marinated overnight. Oops. I can’t even catch a break making dinner!

Pizza was the back-up, with a pre-made crust we had.

At bed time, the kids were stoked that they had matching pajamas (I had just washed them after pulling them out from last season). Daniel read Ethan books and I read to Noah. When the kids were going to bed, then gave all their lovies hugs and kisses. Ethan doesn’t really have a lovey (though he’s digging the hedgehog), while Noah has THREE of them, the main one being his pink bear Burt.

That’s it for today! Can’t wait to read about your day. Just link up below!