It’s 1:30PM in the Rama house. That can only mean one thing:
BOLLYWOOD DANCE PARTY!!!
Today: featuring capes! Purple velvet capes with sparkles.
Today, naptime means:
- Finishing a load of laundry
- Folding the kids laundry
- Making my own pizza sauce from scratch
- Finishing the last 5 minutes of a movie I started over the weekend
- Starting another movie (Scoop). I’ve seen it before, but for some reason a Woody Allen movie seemed up my alley today.
- Taking the preschooler for a potty break
- Listening to the toddler scream 45 minutes before her usual time
- Enjoying a cup of coffee
- Confirming our vacation hotel reservations
- Enjoying some peanut-butter filled pretzel bites
- Finishing up some materials for an upcoming class at church
- Trying to drown out the screaming with some more movie and more pretzel crunching
Looking back over the last week, I’d say that it went as well as it possibly could. We had our own ups and downs, but I haven’t gone begging for my day job back or anything of that magnitude.
I realize that I’m easing into things in stay-at-home land (or, as I prefer to call it, BE-at-home land), since AJ is still in school from 8-12 through the end of this month. Then it gets real, people. It gets real.
Rebekah was plagued for most of the week with some tummy issues, so she wasn’t quite her normal self. Add to that the fact that she’s become quite possessive of me, and it was a magical combination. She and I were able to run several errands, do lots of laundry, and take a lot of walks. Also, she screamed at me a lot, so there’s that.
AJ took naps on both Monday and Friday, so that was a win for the household. Additionally, I was able to take 4 showers in 5 days – a real treat. I actually applied makeup 2 times, and forgot to on the other days. But who’s counting?
I will say this: I forcibly made myself wear ‘real clothes’ during the day, though the appeal of staying in my barely-sweaty workout gear after my morning walks was almost too powerful to resist. It was only the fear of people in the grocery store actually seeing me in my workout gear that compelled me to shower/change on some days.
I cooked dinner on most nights (with the exception of our usual Chick-fil-a run after swim on Tuesday), and people were generally sane for the most part. I think I only “lost it” twice. One morning was when everyone woke up cranky and we decided to let AJ scream it out in her room until she calmed down enough to dress herself. And the other incident was at 4PM on Friday when we were trying to do a spontaneous library trip. Spankings were definitely doled out. I mean, come on. 4PM on a Friday? I call that pretty darn close to the finish line. Because I can clock-out at 5, right?!
Other than those two flare-ups, which I’m sure are bound to happen on any given week, I think we’re all still in one piece. I realize that this is just the beginning. The tip of the iceberg. And I also realize that this time is fleeting. Rebekah turned 18 months old this week and I feel like the last 6 months of her life flew by.
On the agenda for next week*:
- Continue laundry washing
- Continue dish washing
- Continue cooking
- Continue cleaning
- Continue to do my best to keep 3 other people and 1 Scottie alive and relatively clean
- Pick a color to paint the girls’ bathroom (I dabbled in some paint testing today and need to finish the job since it looks like the Oops section of the Home Depot paint department)
- Paint a frame to use in the laundry room as a to-do list
- Buy some bins to use for toy storage/organization (because they have minds of their own and seem to wander throughout the house)
- Field trip to IKEA?
- Field trip to Homeschooling bookstore (Ooooh! The intrigue!)
*Note: I intentionally kept the ‘agenda’ to almost nothing for the first week so I could, you know, nap and stuff. So now I need to get my game-face on!
Come one, come all!
That’s right - it’s International Throw A Fit About Every Little Thing Day! Feel free to observe this auspicious day as your schedule allows. Heck - take the day off work to make sure you can pack in all the festivities from morning ‘til night.
If you haven’t celebrated with us before (and I highly doubt that!), take note that you can take part in the following activities. This is by no means an exhaustive list. Just something to get the creative juices flowing:
- Roll around the floor while screaming
- Throw food from atop your high chair
- Toss your water cup around the house and/or vehicle at your leisure
- Violently arch your body away from the person who made the mistake of picking you up when you didn’t want to be picked up
- Hit everything that moves (or for that matter, inanimate objects as well!)
- Launch your body into hard surfaces. Repeat.
Didn’t get to hold the dog’s leash while you were on your walk this morning? Scream!
Mommy not picking you up despite your constantly outstretched arms? Flail around with vigor!
Now, some of you might not be able to take a full Saturday to celebrate. We totally understand. But be not dismayed! This holiday lasts for a full week - NAY! - a full month!!
And for those of you with a penchant for the elaborate, it can carry on well into your later years. Just make sure to give your body appropriate rest so that you can sustain this extended duration of fits.
Spread the word!