Day Four

Bowling and playing with friends. No more words needed :)

Day Three

Today was a never-ending playdate. We all had a BLAST, but man I am TIRED!!!

First stop...swimming at the Andover YMCA

Second stop...Subway and Burger King

Third stop...The Johnson's House

Home for reading, dinner, a bit more play, and bedtime. Man I love Spring Break :)

Spring Break: Day Two

Because I had to do some major grading, my own homework, and meet with the curriculum writing team, the kids went to day care today. I know. Kind of a crummy spring break.

But I tried to make up for it when I picked them up by making homemade GOOP!

The kids were entertained for quite some time; I can't believe I've never made this before. We made a few silly faces, and off to bed we went!

Day One: Spring Break 2013

I am truly blessed to have a job I love. Seriously. I can't imagine doing anything else other than teaching. What's more, the job I love also allows me to spend time with my children over holidays and breaks.

Spring Break started today, and we started it out with a bang. Last night we had a sleepover. Jackson, son of our dear friends Missy and Robbie, had tubes put in his ears early this morning. As a result, we hosted Isabel over at our house for the boys first sleepover. With a girl :) It was a pleasure listening to those three kiddos go to bed last night. I even had to warn them that I would have to separate them if they didn't stop talking. It was hard not to keep a straight face while doing this because I remember being told this when I was little. I was worried Isabel would get scared in the middle of the night being away from family for the first time, but she did beautifully. I awoke to the sounds of giggles and laughter from downstairs, and donuts were in order. We are blessed to do life with this family.

After Isabel left, the boys played and colored while I put away a few things. During quiet time, Griffin surprised me by reading an entire Junie B. Jones book. In an hour. I was skeptical at first, but he could answer every question I asked of him. Those books are a little sassy for me, but I love that he devours books. Reading books is also part of my job description (Believe it or not I do have readers at Griffin's level), so I am fortunate enough to be able to read most of what he reads. This gives me the opportunity to discuss the books he reads with him and not have to worry about censoring.

When we left the house for the first time, it was after lunch. I decided to stop at Caribou first, and then I started to curse one of my favorite people, Holly Johnson. You see. I used to not like Caribou. I only liked their tea, and I was a true Starbucks fan. This limited the amount of fancy coffee I drank because there are only Starbucks inside of Targets. Target is not open in the morning when I want a coffee, nor does it have a drive thru. And then one day I tried Holly's Turtle Mocha. Hers was way too sweet, so I stupidly asked her to get me one with half of everything the next time she went. She did, and now I am obsessed. Now every time I pass Caribou I want one. Again. I blame Holly.

Later we went to Target (shocking, I know) to grocery shop, finish the goodie bags for Grayson's birthday, and pick up a few fun things for the kiddos. We came home armed with coloring books, reading books, glow necklaces, and pirate eye patches. I truly LOVE being a mom to boys!

For dinner, I actually cooked a meal. It should come to no surprise to many of you that I can really only cook like four meals. I wish I was joking, but I am not. (Well, I only kinda wish I was joking. If I really cared, I would probably learn to cook more than that.) Today I tried a new meal. Now remember, I only do crock pot or ridiculously simple. Grab pan. Pour in Cambell's Fiesta Nacho Cheese Soup. (Shocked again, I am sure.) Add a little water. Put Chicken breasts on top. Sprinkle Taco seasoning on top. Bake for 30 minutes. Serve over rice. It was delicious. Now if only I could find a GF version of that soup, I would be golden.

By 7:15, Grayson was wiped. He got REALLY whiny. I asked him if he wanted me to snuggle with him in bed and go to sleep. He said yes. He was fast asleep like two minutes later.

Griffin read a little more before bed, and then he joined him shortly after. I am about to press publish and go for a run on the treadmill before correcting some lovely papers from St. Scholastica. In two days, my second class as a college instructor will be behind me. I like the sound of that.

Day One: Success!

SNOW DAY 2013

Today was absolutely fantastic. I was notified at 6:00 that I could go back to sleep because SCHOOL WAS CANCELLED!!! My children then slept until 8, but I didn't realize I had fallen back to sleep. At 8:45, I awoke again to their laughter and sounds of coloring in the hallway. They had eaten breakfast on their own, and I got some MUCH needed rest.

The rest of the day was simply amazing... Despite the fact that I truly despise snow, I did enjoy myself.

 I got to witness my boys pretend play while I sipped my blueberry coffee slowly. In a real mug. Not a travel mug.

I got to piece together proper snow attire for Grayson because most of his winter gear is at Pam's house.

I pieced together an outfit for myself because despite the fact that I live in MN, I do not own winter boots, snow pants, or gloves made for wet snow. See statement above.

I heard laughter as we ventured into the winter wonderland of snow.

I got to witness snow angels in the making.

I taught my kids how to make soda slushies in the snow.

We pretended to eat lunch on our patio furniture.

I kissed windburned cheeks.

We drank hot chocolate.

I spent more than 10 minutes cooking lunch and later dinner.

I listened to Griffin read aloud to Grayson.

My boys watched Spiderman while I read parts of a book.

I let my kids take a bath in our Master Bath Tub. The BIG one.

We ate oreos.

We went out into the snow a second time.

Like I said. We had an amazing day.

I love when I am forced to slow down and soak up my children.

We are blessed.

Please explain...

For the last couple of months, Grayson has avoided his own bed like the plague. He often falls asleep on the floor next to his bed, in the doorway, on the couch in the other room, in our bed, or any in other place you can think of that IS NOT his actual bed.

I am puzzled by this. I know that some children seek comfort from their parents and want to sleep in bed with them. But when we find him in our bed, we aren't in it. For example, the other day he crawled into my bed  without me even knowing. I was doing work in our computer room, and I never heard him leave his bedroom. When I went to bed a few hours later, I discovered him sleeping in our bed. Same thing happens with the floor, the couch, etc. He isn't seeking anyone out; he is simply going anywhere BUT his own bed.

Thoughts?

Caught!

It's hard to get mad at him for being on the counter/stove top when I catch him doing this...