Today began the time of year that I both look forward to and dread at the same time.
Summer Break.
This year, we, I decided that we were going to have an electronic free Summer.
Just kidding.
My kids think I'm being mean and punishing them.
But it rained so much this winter and the kids spent so SO much time inside watching TV or playing tablets. By the end of "The Continual Downpour of 2017" I was so sick of hearing them fighting over whose turn it was next. Sick of turning off the TV and getting to listen to them gripe that they didn't get enough time watching TV. So sick of them acting like I was torturing them when I actually asked them to help out around the house.
So yesterday before the last day of school got out I hid the tablets and remotes.
Mwahaha!
This morning started out well. I fed them. We cleaned up a bit and then we worked on Summer workbooks.
Look how good the day began.
But it didn't end well.
Not at all.
Sadie whined all day like a broken record about the time limit I set to work on Summer workbooks being too short. She was on constant repeat about it.
It rained which meant no electronic and no outside play.
Sadie, Kinsley and Hite were crazy. So crazy! They were running around downstairs from one end of the house to the next slamming into the walls and screaming and roaring at each other.
About every 2 minutes I had to get Caleb off the table. He has learned how to push chairs that have been pulled away from the table so he doesn't use them to climb, back to the table. And also how to set them upright when we put them on their sides. It has become futile to even try stopping him.
After lunch I asked Novalee to put away her laundry. I just happened to go in at one point and discovered a bunch of clothes, dirty and clean, that she has been storing in a corner between two dressers with a bunch of other stuff. Not a big deal except she recently brought home from school, one of the biblical plagues the Pharaoh of Egypt was struck with.
So then I felt like I needed to wash a bunch more things to hopefully eliminate being struck with the plague again.
Plus vacuum their rooms and beds.
It just took time.
Time I was planning on using to enjoy the summer with the kids, not clean
Then before I knew it, it was dinner time:
Hurry make dinner.
Kiss my husband hello and goodbye.
Go to work.
Come home.
Go to bed.
No electronics day 1.
No fun for anyone.