The kids have been on mid-winter break this week. I always find this break to be so necessary for all, and yet it didn’t exist when I was in elementary school. Everyone is tired, sick of cold weather and short days. Something else that didn’t exist when I was a kid–playdates. I understand how they came to exist, parents don’t just let their kids out the door anymore, “Be home by dinner.” And most mothers are working, so they aren’t getting together with friends for lunch or coffee with kids in tow. But when did playdates start?
My idea of a perfect use of this week would be to sleep in, rest, read, write, play some board games with the kids, and catch up on laundry. Would ya believe the kids don’t have the same idea of a perfect week? So we’re having playdates. On Sunday, a long time friend of mine came over for the afternoon and evening with her husband and children. Monday, Grand-Mama came over. Tuesday, a friend to both of my younger two came over and played. Wednesday, up and out early for a blood draw for the girl, and then playdates for both kids came over for the day. Today is supposed to be another double playdate at one of those paint your own pottery places.
I’m glad the kids are having fun and being social,especially the girl. The social aspect of school has not been a rip roaring success for her. But this all means I will once again be scrambling to get the laundry done before we’re completely out of clean clothes.
I like to talk to friends/relatives who don’t have children, and hear what they do on days off. They sleep in, go for brunch, send the laundry out, and then they nap. Does that sound perfect to me? Not really. Sleeping in, yes. Go for brunch, mmmm. Send the laundry out? Not so much. Even though I hate to do the laundry, I’m too neurotic to send it out. I’m particular about how things are washed, and I hate to shop, so I like my clothes to last a loooong time. Napping? I don’t think I could if there wasn’t a raging fever involved.
So, not the week of my dreams, but nice to have a break from pick-ups and drop-offs, school nurses, and daily homework torture. Not to mention extra snuggle time with my very snuggly kiddos. 🙂