It is about one o'clock in the afternoon, and it has been a great lazy day. Last night, before starting our Friday Family night, I rallied the troops and we did a quick whole house boogie. I motivated them by saying "wouldn't it be great to wake up on a Saturday with NO chores to do? Let's do it all now!" It worked, and because of that stroke of brilliance on my behalf last night, today has been a lovely, LAZY day.
It has gone something like this:
Eyes open. Ears hear major sister fight. Brain thinks "maybe they can work it out without killing each other." Fall back asleep thinking "either its a miracle they worked it out, or- I might need a miracle to revive the one who lost" Wake up, feeling guilty that husband is up and I am not. Read awhile in bed. Fall back asleep while reading. Get laughed at by husband because I'm still in bed-I love him! Get up, finally. Make coffee. Look around to see a miracle-the house is still picked up. Greet my 3 lovelies with a "good morning." Get reminded by lovelies that it is almost afternoon. Ignore tinge of guilt. Pass husband who is doing the budget-I love him! Eat a banana and Cheerieos for breakfast at lunchtime. Sit at computer and read my blog favorites on Google reader. Sip my delish coffee. Laugh-LAUGH! at this blog post and love knowing I'm not the only mom who has tried this. See that husband bought a new Wii game for our girls-I love him! Hear girls squeal in delight. Answer some reader emails. Ignore laundry calling my name. Comfort little lovely who has run up from the basement with a large, oozing gash on her leg from a scooter. Wonder why scooters are in the house. Get a band-aid. Get over the shock that they are where they are supposed to be- for once. Kisses and hug for the wounded. Wonder if the kids have had lunch. Delighted to see child munching on a carrot. Hear husband running on the treadmill-so disciplined that man! Ignore tinge of guilt- I have only exercised once this year. Decide to write a post about this "do nothing" Saturday. Wonder if it will bore my readers to death. Enjoy writing it anyway. Wonder what I will do with the rest of the day. Decide to end this as my lovely yells from upstairs..."Mooooom, can we have lunch??"