Sunday kicked off the week with a bang. Oy what a day…it will go down in history as chicken wing day, around here at least. It was so eventful I wrote a blog post about it. If you want a good laugh, and to feel better about your day, go read it. I promise you’ll chuckle, you may even have an all out, choke-on-your-drink laugh. Fo realz.
It’s okay. I don’t mind if you laugh at my expense.
The rest of the week was less eventful, but much
more enjoyable. I’m continuing to work on getting the house clean and organized. Yes, still.
Between the kids and PawPaw, I only have a few hours a week to devote to the task. And it’s a big
This week’s highlight of cleaning happened this morning. Bram and I have been working on his room. For a 6 year old he’s been amazingly understanding about having to throw away broken and abused toys. I’ve been trying to teach him to throw stuff out ruthlessly.
Why? Because we have too much stuff. I want to enjoy this home we’ve been blessed with and our time together, rather than worrying about stuff all the time.
Bram had already thrown out two construction-sized trash bags of broken and too-rough-to-donate toys. Then this morning (the aforementioned highlight) he agreed to get rid of his huge assortment of hand me down dart guns. They were cool, but they were bulky and taking up lots of space.
We discussed the need to honor our space and space limitations, and he gave up the guns without drama. I could tell it was a stretch for him, but he did it. I am one proud mama!
We’re almost finished his room, yay! Then I can move on to the storage room, gulp.
I didn’t get to do any cleaning Monday, because that was my errand and grocery day. Or Wednesday, because that was the day I took PawPaw to the doctor and to run his errands. …Or Thursday, because that was the day I went to FIVE different pharmacies trying to fill PawPaw’s prescription for a chest cold he’s been fighting.
You read that correctly. I went to five pharmacies before I found one with the chest medicine in stock. What should have been a 30 minute (tops!) errand turned into a 3 hour marathon. I began to question if he really needed the medicine. He only has to take it for a week, is it really that important?
Don’t throw tomatoes! I know he needed the medicine, that’s why I kept going. But it wasn’t fun, dragging my 2 year old in and out of the car seat on a 92 degree day with high humidity.
By the fourth pharmacy Amelie was having a meltdown. She did not want to buckle into her car seat any more. She was done and I couldn’t blame her. So I did what any good parent would do, I resorted to bribery.
“Buckle up baby so we can go to the next store and get a lolli.” Nope, she refused, still screaming.
“A sippy cup?”
She wanted none of it. You know what finally made her stop crying and buckle up? The promise of Pull-Ups. I kid you not.
“How about we get some more Pull-Ups? You want Pull-Ups?”
That was it. She instantly stopped the water works and slipped her arms under the straps so we could go. Amazing. Who would have guessed? Ha!
So Monday, Wednesday and Thursday was a lot of running around. Tuesday and Friday I cleaned. Oh, and on a particularly nice day Lawrence and his girlfriend took Bram to the park for a couple hours. I think it’s safe to say he had a good time.
That’s about it for my week. I’d say it was productively busy. All in all a very good week! How was your week? Be sure to join the fun and link up at Weird Unsocialized Homeschoolers Weekly Wrap Up.
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