Summer Starts Up

A friend of mine reminded me that with my life, there is always blog fodder.   Sad but true.

We had a crazy weekend….again….who thought having kids birthdays be a month apart all in a freaking row was a GOOD idea????  Between Patrick racing away to do aircare, I tried to clean up and thanked the gods that the girls said yes to the movies with Caity for her birthday.  We saw Brave.  Which is excellent by the way…even if you are not a mom or a daughter or Scottish.  Though all those things do help.  It was a perfect movie to see with my lovely girl.

Honestly.  Every time I try to cut the costs of birthdays, it seems to cost more.    Suffice it to say it was another weekend with a house full of kids.  What I didn’t do was have goody bags this year. NONE.  I felt I provided enough entertainment at both…one an epic water fight with everything they could think of to use, plus cake and snacks and then I took 3 girls to see Brave and paid for theatre snacks.  THAT is enough.  I haven’t heard any complaints either.  So people…enough with the goody bags filled with crap.

As much as my kids drive me nut with their sassy talk and attitude.  I love their confidence, energy and enthusiasm.  They are so alive and I feed of that.  The hordes of kids going in and out of the house.  The noise.  The chaos.  Is fun…sure it rattles the nerves and forget getting anything done.  But for the summer….their laughter seems to be more important.

I don’t have the kids signed up for anything in particular but we do hope to have day trips and hopefully some camping too.   Hopefully I can blog about some new places to explore around town  and let you all know about it.  Got some ideas about Crunchy Carpets which we will see how they pan out.

 

Feminism and the Stay at Home Mom

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Once again an inflammatory article is causing cyber space to sizzle with indignation.   An article in the Atlantic by Elizabeth Wurtzel with the headline: “1% Wives Are Helping Kill Feminism and Make the War on Women Possible.”  The tag line is even worse.

Being a mother isn’t a real job — and the men who run the world know it.

It is a long and rambling piece that can’t seem to decide if it the wives of the ultra-rich or just all of the women who stay at home who are the problem.  Rita Arens at Blogher does a great job of breaking it down. The two main points that I think we need to focus on though are 1) what IS feminism today?, and 2) how DO men perceive women; working and not?

The history of feminism is rooted in the fight for equality.  Equality when it came to basic human rights and that biggie, the right to vote.  We seem to continue to fight for the right to choose what we do with our bodies.  That battle goes on.  In the work place we have fought for equal pay and ways to smash through that glass ceiling.    For many the root of feminism was to be treated like a man.  This put off and frightened the more ‘traditional’ women in the western world, especially those from a more traditional and conservative background.

For many – obviously including Ms. Wurtzel – working side by side with men and garnering their respect was and is key to the strength of feminism.  This black and white view has been the reason of many women’s reluctance to stay at home with their kids, less they be pegged as sellouts or ‘traditionalists.’  Suddenly being a mom wasn’t ‘feminist’ enough.   Suddenly women have to do more than raise our children, they have to earn a living too just to keep their ‘feminist’ card.

Think on how many times you have heard clarifications to the ‘I’m just a stay at home mom’ statement.  ‘Oh but I volunteer too!’  ‘I sell Tupperware!’  ‘I have a blog!’ ‘I have started my own business.’

The ‘us against them,’ view of feminism that Wurtzel preaches denigrates men and women.   It does nothing to serve the cause.  It is inflammatory and scandalizing without offering any sort of solution.   Unless of course, those of us who are at home with the children all write to her and apologize for ever thinking we were feminists.

Wurtzel’s ideas are not part of the cure, but part of the problem.  Her attitude shows that the struggle for understanding feminism and gender issues has got a long way to go.   If there is little common understanding or respect from our own ‘kind,’ how can we expect the male dominated aspects of our society to ‘get it.’

In my online world, there are many examples of this. Look at the condescension women have faced when either labeled or labelling themselves ‘mommy blogger.’  You are not a real blogger. You are not a real writer. You are just a mom filling her endless empty hours online.  It is sad when being a mother is something to be ashamed of.    You can only imagine how even more confused we become when we try to fill the mandate of the ‘earn money to be a feminist’ and monetize our blogs.  Then we are sell outs.  A blogger who happens to be a mom cannot win.

For many women who happen to be mothers, the answer is to just avoid the male dominated corporate world and create their own.  The proliferation of groups such as this one, show how powerful the drive is for women to take things into their own hands and avoid the glass ceiling all together.  But even here, the labels pursue us.

I am very proud of Crunchy Carpets, the blog and the brand that has been created due to my love for all things social media.  But as I start to venture away from my purely at home role as a mom, I am finding that brand to be a bit of a burden.

Not only does the mantra of people like Wurtzel fill me with doubts about WHY I want to work – is it because I have to in order to fulfill my feminist instincts, or is it because frankly our family struggles on one income?   Do I have real entrepreneurial aspirations or is it because the ‘real’ working world would not give me and my so called qualifications a second look?

What do potential employers see when they look at my CV, or worse, my LinkedIn profile?  Is it too much ‘mommy?’  Where I see myself as a qualified woman with children, who can do anything connected to web and social media, others (men and women) see a mom who can only talk about mom things.

It is a disappointing world that equates little skill or knowledge when it comes to taking on the role of motherhood fulltime.  In this day and age, where we are connected so easily to the world via the internet, and so many women are, why is still assumed that a mother has less experience, qualifications and or knowledge than a non-mother or non-stay-at-home-mother?

Our 21st Century society is truly struggling with how skill and education is perceived.  The Baby-Boomer concepts of good school equals good job equals good retirement don’t really work anymore.  Long term careers are few and hard to find.  Switching tracks and careers is becoming the norm.  So why can’t that be the same for women who are at home with the kids?  In my fields of interest,  I can honestly say that apart from the plethora of conferences, workshops and webinars I am as updated and knowledgeable as the next qualified person.

I may be a bit older, but that break in CV is not a negative mark on my life track.  It was and still is the time I am taking to nurture not only myself as a human being but my children too.

If that means I am not a feminist, then I will gladly turn in my membership card.

 

Putting the ‘Social’ in Social Media

The past week has been a tad hectic here at Crunch HQ.   I wear a few hats in my social media/blogging/mom life and they all sort of happened on the same week.

I was thrilled that the event I put together for Women in Biz Network with Mom CEO and Entrepreneur Mom Now went so well on Tuesday night.  So many amazing women attended and it was a real honour to chat with them all.  I couldn’t have done it without my BFF helping out.  It was nice to have a minion for the evening.  If you had seen us trying to balance a teeny hand cart with much cake pops and antipasto and get it all up to the 29th floor of the TD Canada Trust tower.  This is why people have professional event planners manage things.  Thank goodness we had lots of wine.

My ego grew even bigger Wednesday, not only did I have an amazing call with a dynamic biz connection.  The call was due to being recommended by a colleague.   That set me up well for the evening when I attended – with Mr. Crunch as my date – the Vancouvermom.ca Top Mom Blogger Gala at the Museum of Vancouver.

That event showed the power of the mom blogger.  As founder Christine Pilkington said, how amazing it was to from the first event three years ago with 25 bloggers in attendance to this incredible night with 150 bloggers, brands and sponsors attending.   Events like these are so important.  They give us the opportunity to connect in real life with people we have only seen online.  I had so much fun chatting with people..I think we were some of the last people the museum threw out.

I then just laughed when I saw my name on a new ‘list:’ Top Forty Mompreneurs You Should Follow on Twitter. Thank you Matthew Toren, for including me on that prestigious list of women.

Between all this ego building and a few ego bruises from being  turned down on various job opportunities this week, all these things have put my brain in a bit of a whirl.

I love blogging.   I may not be the best writer out there….by far.  But I love what blogging does.  I love what blogging has done for me.  I love the confidence in myself I have gained through social media.  I may be as directionless as I was pre-blogging but I like to think that now I have some talent for whatever direction  I do wander down.   I have learned so much about business, marketing, writing and entrepreneurship.  I have learned that I can do things and I can push and reach and dream and demand.

My social media experiences have taught me to not be afraid to ask.    Ask for help. Ask for advice. Don’t be afraid.

Enjoy blogging for what it brings you.  It is your thing….not anyone else’s.  You can make of it what you like.

This has been a good week.

Made better by all the leftover wine :)

 

The Looneyspoons Collection

If you don’t know Janet and Greta Podleski from their Food Network show ‘Eat Shrink & Be Merry,’ you should check them out.  They take traditionally high calorie or high fat recipes and re-jig them into healthier alternatives without losing taste. A while ago they contacted me about checking out their GIANT cookbook The Looneyspoons Collection.  I said sure, and here I am FINALLY giving you a review. This is a HUGE cookbook.  I was actually a bit overwhelmed as while I LOVE recipes I tend to google what I am looking for, and the thought of wading through all the recipes and healthy facts and figures seemed a bit much for a ‘making it up as she goes type of chef.’   But it is so worth it.  These are recipes that ANYONE can follow.   They are made to be simple, fun, fast and tasty. For Easter dinner I decided to plan my meal around the ideas in the book.  I picked the Darth Tater cheesy, gooey potato casserole, The Britney ‘s Spears Asparagus and the Blah-Shank Redemption ham with a maple mustard glaze.  YUMMY! Because of my husband’s recent heart and other health scares, it was great to cook a full and large meal that was actually good for him, or at least not going to kill him if he had seconds. Since my family is not huge, I really didn’t want to purchase a giant ham, so I  grabbed a smaller packaged one and just used the glazing ingredients and techniques.   For our smaller seating, it was just fine. Easter Dinner

That is my version of their Asparagus recipe. I jazzed it up by adding some white asparagus, but that stuff is a bit blah. The green roasted asparagus with balsamic vinegar, garlic, and feta cheese was really tasty and only 55 calories. Easter Dinner 2 I think if you can only eat one serving of the Darth Nugget Roasted Potato Casserole, you are doing great at 190 calories per. However, I challenge you to to eat only one serving. I love casseroles and I love roasted potatoes and lets not mention cheese and onions…..pretty much all my favourite carbs. This really only took an hour to make including prep work.

Again, this isn’t just a cookbook. This is a book to encourage you to not only eat better, but live healthier too. It is filled with tips for exercise, nutrition and diet facts. Janet and Greta want to show that living and eating healthy is not a chore, and neither is it complicated. I do think that people are overwhelmed with the thoughts of denial of flavour and their favourite comfort foods when trying to make lifestyle changes. I know I am. I have done terribly in my Real Living Balance program. Again because it all felt like too much of challenge all at once on top of just trying to survive life. I think if I really tried to stick to more of the easy recipes in this book, did a bit of meal planning and finally got myself organized, it would make a huge difference to my eating habits. I am not an organized person…it may come in fits and bursts, but I kind of just go with it and am happy when I scratch of as many things off my to do list for that week as I can. The rest of life and the family just sort of trails along behind me and tries to keep up. It is not a healthy way to live and with being concerned about my husbands health, I have really had to sit back a bit and THINK about what I am feeding the family instead of making it up as I go.

This is a good book to get your head around that concept because they speak to you in ‘human’ terms. They are not trying to scare you, they just want to show you that you can do it.

Artsy Adventures

Saturday morning saw the Sauriol girls rise and head out bright and early to check out the Vancouver International Children’s Festival. The festival makes its home down on Granville Island, so I was not keen on taking the car.  Instead it became a big transit adventure which was part of the fun for the kids.

Adam at ten, felt he was too old for the festival, even the hip hop and other great live performances did not peak his interest, which is a shame.  But the festival does seem to attract the shorter of the ankle biters and many of the activities around are geared for the younger set.   I was also shocked and relieved that the festival was not INSANE busy – just fun busy and not overwhelming for me or the kids.

The first performance we saw was The Little Elephant.  A cute story told by a crazy and enthusiastic Italian fellow calling himself Bubu.  Who told the Rudyard Kipling classic by transforming pantyhose into animal puppets.  The toddler set LOVED him.

After that we hit the hip hop/street dance show  ’Journey Through Sound.’ The dancing is amazing and Caitlyn loved it since their school does a Hip Hop show every other year.    Very fun and very inspiring.

Then it was on to face painting and checking out some of the other entertainments.  Again, totally loved that while there was lineup…none of them were TOO insane.  The Festival did a great job of ensuring that there was plenty of room at each activity for many kids and parents.   That and all the ‘ask me’ people, made it an easy day to navigate.

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Granville Island is a great venue for the festival.  The kids loved heading over to the market for lunch and watching the crazy performers over there too.   We finished off our day by using a water taxi to get us to the Skytrain over at Science World instead of a bus.  This was cause for much excitement as Tara had never been on it.

The price of tickets has always caused me a bit of concern with being a family of 5, but when the price of even ONE show gets you in to all the activities and fun, it is a days worth of entertainment that you get for your money.   Compared to other family activities in Vancouver, this is probably one that is best for your wallet and fun.

We had a great day and will be there for sure next year.

 

Letting Everyone Shine

A couple of weeks ago Caity announced that she had ‘auditioned’ for the school talent show. “Oh, I said. “What did you do?” Apparently she danced. Apparently she did the coffee grind dance move for about 30 seconds and that was it.

A worried teacher caught up to me the other day and in a panicked voice told me she wasn’t ‘er um, ready.’ The teacher said that she could have another chance if she wanted too, to prepare something more….structured. EEEEEH.

I give points to my daughter for having the guts to just charge up there and do ‘something’ THAT is awesome. However, my daughter has a tendency to not want to remotely understand that any ‘talent’ takes practice. I earnestly explained all this and that she and I would have to work on a routine, a whole dance that she could do. She steadfastly refused.

Later on a bit more came out. She had HEARD a teacher say she was terrible. Probably not quite in the context SHE assumed, but it broke her little heart. She refused to do anything to the point that she was going to skip school the day of the talent show because she feared being forced to get up and perform.

Oh dear.

We were watching the new season of You Think You Can Dance, a show we have all enjoyed as a family. Caity suddenly burst out with a wail of “I CAN’T DO ANYTHING.’ The realization was devastating to her. I hurredly placated her with the idea that perhaps she just hadn’t found HER talent yet or perhaps her talent just wasn’t the type you could put in a show. Awkward I know. The truth is, as much as I love my daughter to pieces – the things she likes to do most – singing and dancing – are two things she just does not have a talent for. Her brave Hip Hop solo a while ago at school – in front of the ENTIRE school – was alarming to say the least. God bless her.

Throughout her short life, I have gamely let her try anything she wanted to, she is a pretty good artist, but only when she truly focuses on her work. She is so like me. When I was a kid, I expected to just ‘do’ things. I didn’t want to learn musical theory, I just wanted to play the violin. I didn’t want to make pigs out of clay, I attempted porcelain figurines like I had seen on the Antiques Road Show. I couldn’t understand why mine weren’t the same. I quit everything I tried.

Caity is a magical being. She shines with energy and enthusiasm. She is loud and creative and it shows. She stands out from the crowd. But standing out is a hard path and I sure hope she has the strength to handle it. I hope she can find her own true talent and I will do my best to make sure her enthusiasm never wains……balanced with a teeny tiny bit of ‘perhaps you could try something else’ for good measure.

Thanks to the kind people at the Vancouver International Children’s Festival, we are spending Saturday down at Granville Island to take in couple of the featured shows. We are going to check out ‘Journey Through Sound,‘ being that the kids love street dance and hip hop. We are also going to see ‘Pete the Cat.’ Pete the Cat never stops moving and grooving and singing his song and hopefully that will reinspire my daughter into remembering that she can try and do everything she wants to do and nothing can slow her down.

Time Flies When You Are Busy Growing Up

Tomorrow my son turns 1o.  His life feels like it has blurred past me in a mad rush. I can barely remember when he was Tara’s age.  What he was like at 2.5.  Instead before me I have this tall handsome boy, who despite his cool demeanour really still needs his mom.  Thank goodness he still needs his mom.  I need my boy.

We celebrated with as much style and energy as we could muster and I breathed a HUGE sigh of relief when people actually SHOWED up this year and he did not succumb to a migraine and miss his birthday like he did last year.  This year was loud and crazy.  The party has just now wrapped up with the last of the stragglers from the 5 boy strong sleepover FINALLY left.  He basically had a two day celebration and his actual birthday is tomorrow.

Yesterday it was all about water fights.

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Then cake.

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Then presents.

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His friends did him good. He is a lucky kid. They are all nice fun kids who were no problem at all for refereeing and keeping happy and occupied. It was just amazingly loud. Adam asked FIVE boys to sleepover. They were up playing video games and watching movies until about 3:30 in the am. The rest of us humans and animals retreated to our room to hide from the mayhem. Apparently there was pranks that it is better that parents don’t know about.

Which led to today.

The boy is ten now. The majority of his friends are ten and older. The urge to spread wings grows strong. He chafes for more independence, more time away from prying parental eyes. This is tough…even for a more free range leaning parent like myself. He and his buddies ventured down to the nature park to ‘fish.’ I took the dogs down and met them there, fully into their explorations and adventures. I was not impressed that he had brought he newly acquired long board. A VERY expensive birthday gift that I had visions of being lifted by some wandering teens as he was busy hunting for frogs. I continued on my way with the dogs with the board tucked under my arm and told the boys to head back home as quickly as they could.

This wasn’t easy as Caity wanted to tag along and Adam was not into that. Made much threats about ignoring her and so on. We parted company with me feeling much trepidation.

When we returned I found that they had not. Also, the parents of his two companions were calling wondering when to pick up their offspring. Patrick had not been inclined to say that he had no freaking clue as to where the children were.

Mom and I headed down the trails calling in vain to see if they were on their way back. We finally did find them, dirty and limping. I was a tad too angry to notice this and told them to all march home and call their parents to get picked up. Then I heard their adventure.

I am not too clear on it, but it seems to have involved boys shoving boys and boys falling down steep hills to the creek below and everyone ending up down there and then having a hell of a time getting back up. There was tears and scratches and gashed knees…but all felt quite victorious after they got themselves out of the predicament and staggered to the corner store for celebratory freezies, where we found them walking back from.

So, the whole GOOD parent in me was freaking about them being out of contact and the horror of not quite knowing where they were. The other part of me, the part that remembered being ten suppressed a smile and decided to not be too rough on them. I cleaned their scratches and let them regale me with their heroic tales of pulling up Caity from this great chasm.

We didn’t share too much of the days adventure with their dad. Their dad is awesome, but tends to lean more towards the concerned parent and I know how exasperated he gets with my seeming lack of concern over their exploits. I am not unconcerned for their safety. I just remember that those little adventures that were NOT seen by parents were really amazing moments in my childhood. Little moments when you weren’t just kids….but people on a great adventure together…a team. They were all so proud of themselves, despite the fact that being totally stupid was what led them to that adventure in the first place.

I had said it before, and will say it again. To all those out there starting out on their parenting journey. The sleepless baby nights are the easiest. Parenting a child who is learning all about themselves and their world is tough. Every day is a challenge. Every single day there is a new demand, challenge, argument that needs dealt with as their world grows ever larger.

It was a good weekend. I learned a lot.

 

Speaking our Minds

Just when I am ready to quit blogging, give up social media and embrace my poor ass momness full time, something interesting shows up because of it. No, no more amazing Disney Cruises, but something much more symptomatic of the power of moms on social media. I got asked to be part of a round table with 16 other mom blog/social media types with non other than Christy Clark, Premier of British Columbia. What was almost cooler was that the email came from Pamela Martin!

I love the blogging community in Vancouver. I know from experience that we have a lot to say on any key issues and we ain’t just pretty faces. We know our stuff. An hour is not enough for our lot. These ladies came prepared with notes. Some had polled their readers, others, the Twitterverse, others like myself had been scribbling notes on my iPhone.

Not being a huge Liberal supporter, I was wondering what the atmosphere would be like…how much of a ‘please vote for me’ atmosphere this meeting would have. I was totally wrong. Christy and Pamela were cordial and quiet. They listened, offered feedback, asked questions, and were pretty honest in my opinion.

Mom bloggers get slammed a lot. We are called sellouts if we review products, we are called trite. We are accused of exploiting our children for the sake of ‘fame’ and ‘fortune.’ Marketers and news struggle to stuff us into a simplistic pigeonhole……it can’t work.

What we had at that table represented the variety of women who happen to be mom’s who happen to love the internet in all their glorious diversity.

So with all that diversity, from income to employment statuses…the biggest issue was affordable childcare.  I only made it because thanks the to magic of networking the people at Women in Biz Network put me in touch with Kids & Company, who kindly offered THEIR services to me for free.  I don’t have the budget for on demand top quality child care.  I tend to rely on my mom, who at 67 is still having to work to supplement her income.  I can’t always afford to pay her anything for watching the kids, so work comes before helping me.

Many of the women (like myself) have been inspired by blogging and social media to  start our own businesses.  We are all trying to stay home and create income and employment that will support our  families without looking back to traditional work.   We pointed out to the Premier that while job creation is important, it can’t be ‘old fashioned’ jobs, but work that encourages and enables parents to spend more time with their families and not rely heavily on outside support.

I found it interesting that Clark emphasized the more ‘ethnic’ model of families with multi generations living under one roof. This is pretty much the only way you can afford housing in the lower mainland.  This is a breakaway from the suburban post war model of the North American family unit, where we all splinter away from our extended family.  Many people can’t turn to our families to support us, this is true when it comes to childcare and eldercare.     This needs to be considered. I very much feel that more and more burdens are being put upon the individual and families where before it was the government that we turned to for support and service.   This would be nice if incomes matched the needs, but they don’t.  The governments are feeling the pinch of inflation as badly as the individual.

A government cannot please everyone, and that is not their job.  However, their job is to listen and to compromise and to build plans based on what they hear.   From someone like me who sadly LOVES emailing my MLA’s and council members, being ASKED for my opinion was a real pleasure.   Premier Clark cannot get to everyone, but I think this round table idea is a great format for feeling out what people are really concerned about.  This format avoided the usual rhetoric and agendas and stuck to what a great focus group had to say about the state of mom and parenthood today.

 

 

 

Too Much Stuff

I am in awe of the bloggers out there who not only are amazing writers but can share their darkest moments bravely and openly. I am not like that. I never have been. I don’t like to unburden myself online, I am not out for sympathy or traffic. However, I do feel the need to apologize to people who have been expecting things online from me and nothing has been happening.

Another thing that I hate ever admitting (hubs will attest to this one too), is that sometimes I am wrong. Wrong and admitting defeat totally suck for me.

But I am sitting here in a house that stinks. It stinks of dog and dog stuff and I have had it. I just spent money a month ago getting the house cleaned up and it was a waste as the place stinks. Two dogs are too much. Once again I am in a home that I can’t invite people over too.  It stinks and is a disaster.  I am overwhelmed again by it all.

Too much dog. Too much mess. Too much noise. The vet also thinks that all the DOG stuff is what made our cat sick. The cat that I currently cannot locate and really need to as I need to give him medicine and make sure he is ok.

I have had a migraine all week. Both the husband and I are feeling stretched to the breaking point by kidstuffanimalstuffmoneystuffworkstuff. There is just too much stuff going on and it all sucks and when you have kids depending on you, you can’t just curl up and hope it all goes away.   Being an adult sucks.

I also realize that my issues are tiny compared to the things other people are dealing with right now.  But however, they are MY issues and they suck.    I don’t think we ask too much for our little family….a little bit of reward for our labours is all we ask.

A year ago today we were sailing up the coast on the gorgeous Disney Wonder.   That was an amazing trip. To many it would have been a lovely treat for their family….for us…..it was beyond amazing.   My kids still talk about it.   We don’t do vacations like that.  It just isn’t in our budget.

We got to go on that trip because of this blog.  Hence I do tend to feel beholden to this site and to keeping it alive.  I don’t write here just for free stuff.  I started the blog because it was a great way to find and share parenting experiences with other moms.   The friends I have made as well as the experiences I have had make me very grateful.  Life has been good because of the site.  However my ability to organize myself around the site has sucked.  Perhaps that is why my house smells like dog.

I joke with people that my biggest problem is saying yes too much.  But I hate to see things slip away…opportunities, experiences…..life would be boring otherwise.

I feel envy for those who are conferences, lunches, etc……budgets and family do not allow for so much..therefore I tend to feel the need to take advantage of whatever opportunities do come my way….even when they threaten to overwhelm.

Many times I feel….like today, that life just wants me to take a step back and walk away.

Keep Calm & Carry On is the saying……I keep saying this over and over….I am trying.   It just doesn’t feel like it is working out so well right now.

 

Time for Family

This weekend was my hubs birthday. The big idea person in me had planned a getaway to the Opus hotel overnight for us….the dream of a child free night danced in our head.

Then reality slipped in. Sneaky sneaky reality. The kids had been….em ….difficult, to put it nicely. By Friday we were feeling beaten down. We also wanted to remain true to our rules of engagement and punishments. We felt we needed to stick around a bit more. There went THOSE plans. We did however stick to our plan of at least getting out for a meal together, which we did…and home by ten. We ARE excitement.

I think the kids appreciated it too and  hubs seemed to enjoy the domestic bliss we created by hanging out at home. We puttered, we walked dogs and we lazed in the sun. I gotta admit, that I love that my kids want to be with us ALL THE TIME. My nine year old son was content to lay jumbled in my legs while we chitchatted and soaked up the vitamin d.

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We cleaned up our back yard a bit…am hoping what we did will convince Zia to poop outside.  She doesn’t seem big on that idea and prefers Adams room.  Since that is a big EWWW we have doors barricaded and baby gates up to help her figure it out.

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Our evening together was a welcome break. I love how Patrick and I can chit chat about anything.  I love having big discussions about any topic….I love that we can laugh together.  It was a great date night.

It was made better by only have Tara and the dogs to worry about.  Adam headed to a sleepover and Nana took Caity with her…made for a quiet night and easy morning.

Here’s hoping our family togetherness helps out the kids.  They have seemed so angry lately and we need to fix that.  Tara we can’t fix. She was just pissed that it wasn’t her birthday…to the point where she wouldn’t wish her dad Happy Birthday and kept searching for her presents.  Being that her birthday doesn’t till July, after her siblings birthdays, it is going to be a long summer.

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