My day off

I don't work on Fridays, so in a way, it is my day off. Here is one example of how I spend my days off:

7am: up with the kids. They are fighting about who is strong enough to lift Gemma out of her crib. When I arrive at lightening speed (a good 50m dash to start the day off right), they have rigged up several totes and a play desk in order to accomplish their task. Creative, right?

7:10-feed kids
7:25-Dishes, clean up
7:40 -chase kids into clothes. Help kids make their bed and brush their teeth. Decide to drive William to school as we are cutting it close on time.
7:55- Walking through the kitchen feels like taking a walk on the beach due to the crumbs. Sweep kitchen. Halfway through, Gemma decides the broom is the most hilarious toy ever. A 10 minute task becomes a 25 minute one. While waiting for her to be done playing with the broom, I notice the windows are super dirty and covered with window markers. I clean all the windows in the kitchen. Then I resume sweeping.

8:20 poopy diaper
8:25 Argue with Amelia about her hair. I prefer to see her face. She prefers to have her hair long and in her face a la Rapunzel. She concedes to a braid and then pulls it out. I finally arrive at a barrette compromise, but it does not match her shirt. I'd like to tell you this isn't the end of the world, but in truth it makes me CRAZY.

8:30 Brush my teeth, hair in ponytail, contact, yoga pants, ready to go

8:35 quickly put together the box of sorted items to drop off at the church garage sale.

8:40 chase kids into shoes, load van

8:50- Drop William off at school

9:00- Bring Amelia to her Spanish class that meets at her preschool. When I open the door to unload her, I discover Gemma has thrown up. Amelia has no idea when/how/why this has happened. There isn't a lot, but it has covered a large area including carseat, straps, shirt and pants. I strip Gemma to her diaper and wipe the seat with wipes. I walk Amelia to her Spanish class with Gemma wearing only her diaper and favorite red shoes.

9:10 Try to figure out how to put Gemma in the carseat with out getting yuckiness on her (or me).

9:20- Drop off box of items at church garage sale.

9:30 - Arrive home. Scrub carseat some more. Gather Gemma from the side of the house when I notice she has stepped in dog poop. Dog poop in our yard again. Her favorite red sandals have dog poop on them....

9:31 Gemma in the tub. Scrub her up clean. Scrub her sandals while she plays in the tub.

9:40- Gemma dressed, sandals are drying
9:41 Bleach and scrub the bathtub and sink.

9:50- Load Gemma back into the carseat with towels around her to prevent yuck touching.

9:55 Pick up Amelia.

10:00 Arrive back home again. Disassemble carseat and find enough crumbs to feed a small country. Wash carseat components, vacuum carseat. Wipe off seat in the van.

10:30 Make a call to the local animal control people. We are talking about 10+ years of dog poop in my yard.

10:40 read books to the girls

10:55 hang up carseat components so they will be dry when it is time to collect William this afternoon.

11:00 realize Gemma's carseat is nearing expiration, make a mental note to start looking for a new seat for Gemma.

11:05 start another load of laundry

11:15 make lunch for Gemma. Gemma refuses to eat.

11:25 make lunch for Amelia. Gemma falls asleep in her high chair.

11:30 Gemma to her crib.
11:35 Amelia refuses to eat the lovely beans I made her for lunch. She insists on carrots. Wash, cut and prep carrots.

11:40 Amelia and I eat lunch together. As a special Friday treat, I am having a sliced apple and exactly 1 T of peanut butter (operation pants fit better is underway) along with my turkey wrap. Amelia swipes an apple and half of my peanut butter in one bite. I decide it is too much work to get more.

....and it's only NOON! Can you imagine the relaxing activities I have planned for this afternoon? (includes laundry sorting, folding, exercise, showering, and MAYBE a few stolen moments with my new library book.)
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