Day 174: The weekend is finally over
Trying to get a shot of one of them is hard, and both of them at the same time is an exercise in patience that I have yet to pass.
This weekend wasn’t bad. It just didn’t work out as planned. Friday night, Mac went out. We had dinner. James went to bed. Ada fell asleep in my bed where I left her for a bit while I did a few chores. So far, everything was working out great. I was getting ready to enjoy some silence, maybe try to read since the room is without interruptions. Then just after I put Ada to bed, James woke up. And cried. And then cried some more. I got him something to drink. He drank it and then cried. And then screamed. Then I got him up and brought him to bed with me. I gave him some Tylenol in case his vampire teeth are bothering him. He seemed happy, and even started yawning, so I put him to bed where he proceeded to scream. We played the “please, oh please, go to sleep” game over and over until I just got up with him. It was almost 3:00am when Mac walked in the door. He offered to stay up with him since I have yet to sleep any at all. It was perfect timing because that is about when Ada decided to get out of bed. The first time I looked at the clock after hitting the pillow, it was a little after 4:00am. The second time I looked at the clock it was a little after 6:00am, and I glanced at it because I woke up to the sound of Ada standing at our door crying. I brought her into bed to sleep with us. I was talking to her and then all of the sudden it was after 9:30, and I was sleeping with her arm on my face. And James was crying.
That was the start of Saturday Lazy Day. It was a day of not even dressing the kids. It was a day of me using all the rest of my energy to just keep my eyes open. It was a day where I felt hungover even though I wasn’t the one that went out. Mac got up around 3:00pm, and I went and took a nap until 7:00pm. Really. Nothing else went on the rest of the day. Mac managed to go out for milk after I got up. That was about it. I don’t even remember what we had for dinner. Nothing, perhaps.
Today had us both feeling better after a full night’s sleep. Sort of. My nap then kept me up until 1:00am, but I eventually fell asleep and felt okay when I woke up. Mac wanted to mow the lawn, and I thought it would be a good opportunity to play Indiana Jones, but the children had other plans that involved me not playing Indiana Jones. I had some key cleaning chores, so I did those. When Mac was done, Ada and I were able to go outside and play in the water while James napped. I spotted a bird nest on the side of our house, nestled on top of a gutter. There were four baby birds, so I brought Ada a little closer to point them out. When we went back to her wading pool, something had popped so it would no longer hold water. I squirted her down with the mist setting on the hose. We then sat at the patio for awhile before coming inside. I did a quick clean of the bathroom, and then Ada and I showered. I was feeling pretty good and felt like a margarita. Mac agreed to going out for dinner. I had visions of sitting outside, eating tacos while I sipped on a cool margarita. Ada and James would be extra cute, and I took a photo of us all having a happy family moment for today. Instead, we had to sit inside. At a table by the bathroom. Ada would not sit still. She kept crawling underneath the table. James kept screaming and crying and would throw everything we gave him. We had to sit with our appetizer of guac, but no chips. When we got home, Ada had a level-5 meltdown about everything that we told her to do, and James peed on me.
So, yeah, the weekend is over. It is probably a good thing. We’ll try again next weekend.
