As I am sure that all you Mums have had these days, I’ll expect numerous comments commiserating with me. Ok? Great. Glad we are all on the same page.
Sometimes Saturdays… ack. I don’t even know how to finish that sentence. You know how it goes. It starts out great. Angelic even.
Angelic child wakes up, angelic child annouces “Mummy! I no pee in my beeeeedddd!”
Clearly this is a blessed day.
And so we proceed to HomeDepot. Did you know that they do free kid workshops once a month? So does Lowes. Little cute building projects, very fun. And so we decided to go for the first time this morning.
Vince hated it. He hated stepping into the cordoned off area they had set up. He hated the apron they gave out. He refused to wear it. He cried. He screamed. I built the project and fought other kids for the use of the hammer. Edward and I traded places for a while. He had less luck than I did at getting one of the other children to share a hammer with him.
Vince ‘built’ a valet charger. It was terribly complicated. I’d rather build a planter, to be honest.
A bunch of our friends showed up. Vince could have cared less. Even though he knows their children and has played with them before. He just made sullen faces at them. Daddy somehow got him to use a hammer (once he pried it out of the 8 year old next to him).
We dropped Daddy off at home and V and I went and got some caffeine for me at the donut shop.
And then, after that, off we went to Saratoga Springs Resort to watch Edward’s cousin from NYC perform in a choral competition. Lovely singing, V was terribly well behaved. Edward and V whispered during all of the singing, in terribly overly whispery voices. Luckily they were far, far, far away from me.
And then? We went out for lunch and both of them were far, far, far too close to me.
And all patience had left my body at this point. So there was none. Just to clear that up.
I actually do not want to discuss how many times we went to the potty. Or how Edward panic-ordered food for me. Or how everyone gave Vince coins and as a result he ate nothing, just played with them. And then did nothing except repeatedly drop them all on the floor.
I ordered a drink.
And then, Edward had to go to work.
And literally, at that point, I think most people go insane.
I’ll just gloss over the next few hours of total hell and complete lack of patience. I mean, I am pretty sure you know the basics.
Vince is now sleeping. And I literally had to go and do some deep-breathing exercises. And some of those chicken-neck stretching pilates things that I learned at ‘Relax at Work’ seminar at Florida Hospital I attended. Came in very handy.
It seems that at least one of the two days of a weekend have to be like this, with which ever is the other one being pretty much the same. Fooled you, huh? But lets be honest with each other.
Tomorrow is going to suck too. And then Monday and work will start…. suddenly life will get better…
Just a realistic view point. Tomorrow I have too many things to fit in.
Buy paint, paint stuff, buy rocks, finish backyard, feed child, finish laundry, clean floors, buy groceries, make sure dog doesn’t pee in house like Friday morning’s urine explosion, feed child more, go to inlaws, swim with 3 year old, make dinner, put to bed. Well, that’s as far as I’ve got.
I’m sure more things will come up. I’m not expecting much from Sunday. A giant diamond necklace or a back-rub without the ‘backrub’ nuances would be nice. I will be getting neither.