So today Sunny left for the beach (again). She’ll be going with some girls from our Sunday school class. She absolutely deserves a break. She gives so much of herself to our children. I hope these next few days will be a chance for her to recharge her batteries and develop deeper relationships with some of her friends from church.
But that leaves me here at the house with the kids all weekend. What was I thinking?
It’s supposed to be nap time right now.
Joshua is standing in his bed, jumping up and down and singing at the top of his lungs.
I’ve threatened to spank him, but I think he knows I’m bluffing.
I’m starting to think I might’ve bitten off more than I can chew.
I have no idea how I’m going to make it by myself with them during worship on Sunday.
Mommy M.I.A. Update
One child napped all afternoon.
One child never napped, jumped up and down in the bed and created the most foul-smelling diaper of all time.
Fed the kids a wholesome dinner of Pop Tarts, cheese & apple juice before going to my church softball game.
Arrived at the game and realized that — as the sun was going down — my children were grossly underdressed for the chilly wind blowing through the rec park.
After the game, had to drive across town back to church to retrieve my cell phone charger. Kids feasted on half a pack of raisins and pitched a fit when they were gone.
On the way home, Joshua said, “Daddy, are you happy?”
“Yes, son, I’m happy because I’m with you!”
“I’m happy, too, Daddy.”
My day had subsequently been made at that point.
Get home, unload van & let kids feed themselves out of huge bowl of Chex Mix on the living room floor. Bad idea. Chex Mix diaspora occurred.
Said our prayers, tucked in kids, Daddy eats dinner at approximately 9PM.
Man, I miss Sunny.