You remember how you forget the pain of childbirth? You also forget the pain of raising children. I spent last week babysitting grandchildren – four of them, ages two through nine. Boy am I glad I talked one of my daughters into coming along for this wild ride. She’d had a lot of stress in her life the last few months and needed a break. (She’s still looking for that break!) 😉
As usual, Jessie left a detailed manuscript of instructions on the art of child-rearing – five pages to be exact. We had notes on everything from what time to walk out the door to catch the school bus, who likes what in their packed lunch everyday, dance lesson schedules (too many days of it if you ask me), basketball practice, and piano lessons. We were so thankful the piano teacher came to the house and taught all three lessons boom-boom-boom! And done.
Jessie and her husband left early Sunday morning. By Monday afternoon Terri and I were asking ourselves if it was Friday yet. She had told me not to bring my new Cricut because there would be no time to practice using it. She was right.
We were exhausted and in bed at 8:30 pm, right after all the little eyes had shut, and then up again at 6:00 am feeding kids, brushing teeth and hair, and rounding up shoes and coats. The bus rolled by a few minutes before seven, always on time. Thankfully, we had packed lunches the night before.
Oh yeah, the baby. Let’s don’t forget him. Pierson went to preschool two mornings a week – 9:00 am – 1:00 pm. We welcomed that free time. But wait! It was anything but free. We had laundry to do, the dishwasher to unload before filling it up again, dinner to plan, toys to pick up and toothpaste to clean out of the sink. I vowed to teach the older ones how this is done if I did nothing else all week. And I figured out who the main culprit was!
I had promised my other daughter, Kerri, that I would chalk paint a chest of drawers for her while I was there. Kerri lives a few minutes away but worked everyday so she wasn’t much help in the babysitting event. I didn’t want to renege on my promise so I dragged myself over there two mornings and finished the project in four hours. So glad that is done.
I had also promised the kids I would help them each make a low content book and publish it with all the proceeds going to them. That was such fun. I let them pick whatever content they wanted and design their own cover. One was very adamant on what she wanted on that cover! Here are the links if you want to take a peek or support a child’s delight. They only clear $.84 per book so I doubt any of them will reach millionaire status. Lia is at the top of the list with seven sales because she has promoted her dance journal at her dance studio and to her friends.
Cadence has sold three of her Book of Lists. This book was perfect for her because her mother finds scraps of paper all over the house with lists scribbled on them. The others have 1-2 sales each. I was very impressed at their creativity.
Lia – age 12 – Dance Notes
Cadence – age 9 – Book of Lists
Charlee – age 9 – Sketch Book
Ethan – age 7 – Paper Games
Sydney – age 6 – Fun Stuff by Sydney
Now this might not be much of an accomplishment to all, but I did this while fighting an upper respiratory infection. If Terri had not been there to help, those kids would have been on their own.
Parents returned home Thursday night around midnight and I was packed and on the road for a six-hour drive at ten am. Saturday morning I went to urgent care and I’ve been recuperating ever since.
Andrew won’t be home for Christmas this year for the first time ever! He has a gig and Columbia, SC is a pretty long commute to Florida. We forgive him and I’m glad he has his girlfriend, Xochi, there to spend the holidays with – plus the newest member of their life! Packages for all are now in the mail.
Happy Holidays to all!