Saturday, August 22, 2009
Manic Mama Saturday
In honour of Karinda's birth heard round the world, I thought we'd focus on kid-centric tasks, which often get swallowed up by more glaring heaps and debris.
Here are some of the torture my pretty-rad kids inflict on me regularly, which I hope to address today:
-Reilly's penchant for collecting and saving every morsel of animal, mineral, or vegetable for her entire life, including a family of toothpicks. This leads to utter chaos in their shared bedroom and Quinn is relegated to one solitary shelf:
The storage issue is huge, in that it's miniscule. Their room is like two square feet so it takes magic to make it bearable. We use ingenious space-saving items like this, only I just noticed the third section down is empty! Ha! Not for long:
-I hope to weed out their coats and jackets, since they both tend to accumulate 75 each winter and wear one until it's threadbare and humiliating.
-I would also like to separate casual reading books from textbooks and required reading.
-Repaint everyone's nails.
-Stop for a movie with my mom.
-Pass the coveted torch of hands and knees merriment to Reilly, since she is 700 feet shorter than I.
-Ask Quinn to make the top bunk something less painful to my retinas.
-Have Quinn scrub down the toilets.
-Let them get their ridiculously over-caffeinated $5.00 treats at Starbucks.
-Have them decorate and assemble their new notebooks for school, sharpen Dixon Ticonderoga No. 2 pencils, pretend it's about them.
-Play Scrabble Slam.
-Remind them that they are just as precious today as they were the first time I saw their tiny faces. It goes by so quickly. Slow down!
Hug your babies, hug them again, and make today all about them, with a side of cleaning. (It's good for them!)
Baby Quinn, 59 Levi sizes ago:
Baby Reilly, already dubbed, "The Big Boss."