I can't believe I've actually got five minutes to myself! I don't dare say it out loud or I'll jinx myself. I've just realized that we have our children when we're young for a very good reason...we need every bit of energy we have to raise the little rascals!
I have hardly been on the internet at all...I've barely had time to check email and have a lot of catching up to do with my favorite blogs and websites.
So far this week we have been busy, busy, busy with the daily activites of these four grandkids. Up at the crack of dawn to get the fifteen year old and the eleven year old off to their respective schools. Making breakfast (it's the most important meal of the day, you know), fixing a lunch for the teenager...always a turkey sandwich on Sara Lee 45 calorie multigrain bread with grapes or strawberies and, if we have them, Sun Chips. Making sure the eleven year old has donned clean clothes, has his belt, has socks, has his gym clothes.
Then there's the five year old...goes to preschool three days a week. Loves it after she gets there but never wants to go....go figure.
And a hundred times a day (not really but it seems like that) we have wrestled with a fifteen month old toddler to change her diaper...it actually takes two of us. What a wiggle worm! If I'm changing her myself I have to distract her in any way possible or she'll flip over in the wink of an eye and the next thing I know she's half way across the room. Start naked. She knows more karate chops than a black belt. She'd give any pro wrestler a run for his money. She's a tough cookie! How is it possible that someone that tiny can be so strong?
Jack has been a godsend...don't know what I'd have done without him. He has dutifully driven the three older kids to wherever it is that they needed to go. He then turned around a few hours later to pick them up. He has gone to the grocery store. He has thrown in loads of laundry. He has folded the laundry. He has read stories until the cows came home.
Funny, though...I actually found him hiding in the master bedroom, tonight, watching the television in there. With the door closed. Looked a little sheepish. Not that he didn't deserve a break. He did.
Not even going into what I'm doing...suffice it to say I haven't been sitting with my feet up and eating bon bons.
DISCLAIMER: We wouldn't have it any other way. We love being here and being helpful. But we'll need a week or so at home to regain our perspective before heading back to Washington. All of a sudden the sheep and the chickens are looking like a pretty easy gig.
And now I'm calling it a day...stay tuned.
8 comments:
The best thing about being grandparents, apparently, is that you can give the kids back when you get tired. Unless, of course, you are babysitting....
Sounds like you are having a good time, and will definitely have earned a little time off!
This made me chuckle. I feel your tiredness.
Whew, ya'll have been busy. Get some rest!
I don't know if I would still have the energy for it. I don't yet have grandchildren and am not one of those moms who thinks she must have them...if they come along, well, let's just say I know I'll love them to bits, but my somewhat nomadic life might come in handy : )
Glad you are still with us! Hang in there.
As they always say, the best thing about grandkids is that you get to send them back home!
Oh my goodness! I know what you are talking about. When my grandson visits about every hour of his visit equals two hours of necessary nap for me.
Everyone...I knew I could count on you for support/empathy. It's 10:02 p.m. on Sunday 3/14...we got home a couple of hours ago and it's so Q.U.I.E.T!!!!! Tomorrow I'm catching up on all of you and will post an update.
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