I can tell you this: I am happy to be at work. I may have mentioned last week that Ash had to go out of town this past weekend and I was none to happy about it. He had made a commitment and when the people involved changed their event to Easter weekend, there wasn’t much to be done. It didn’t mean I had to like it. Grumble grumble. Night one was fine; the kids got to watch a movie and I got some household things done. I didn’t sleep all that well though.
Woke up Saturday and Ell was being a punk and the weather was total trash but I still managed to get them to the Easter egg hunt that we like to do in one of the local neighborhoods. I somehow managed to forget both my camera’s memory card AND my phone so no good pics BUT, a nice lady offered to email me some, which she did. Each year, a couple houses grow their grass long and set up two places, one for big kids and one for little kids. Last year, both boys were on the same side but not this year! Isaac had to go it alone but he did pretty well: he found the golden egg! It’s always empty because the person who finds it gets a giant chocolate bunny. Good job, little man. This was pretty much the main catalyst for Elliot being God-awful. He was sad he didn’t find the golden egg on his side, he claimed Isaac had more eggs than him, and then, even though I got them Chik-Fil-A and let them have lemonade and some candy, he was still all, “We never get ANYthing!” I don’t even know how to teach this lesson. We don’t give them hardly anything, to be honest. In fact, they get less treats than most kids I know. So when he DOES get stuff, I don’t know why this is the reaction. I’m stymied by this.
I made them take a nap before we ran a few more errands but overall, they were just not the best they could be. Maybe I was oversensitive to their semi-bad behaviour, but still.
Sunday morning they got their Easter baskets (seemed pretty happy but not overjoyed) and then we braved church. I looked up times on the church’s website to make SURE, and we chose 10;15. I got us there by 9:40 so we could park and get a seat. Well, turns out they changed mass to 10:45. They apparently put it in their bulletin but not on the website. I guess this serves me right for not going very week. Anyway, my kids were actually good for church. So I guess I really cannot complain. They sort of disintegrated as the day went on and even after Ash got home around 2, they were a hot mess. BUT, the evening ended with steak, mashed potatoes, and grilled corn and they were in bed by 8. MUCH needed sleep. Ash and I were also exhausted so as soon as Game of Thrones was over, we got in bed as well. Too bad Baby Girl woke me up 3 times! She must be going through some funky phase, probably just a sleep regression but oh, how it does hurt us!
So yeah, here I am at work and trying to get started. Lord knows I have a ton to do!
This week’s theme is “a little bit country, a little bit rock n roll.” I know I can come up with some good ones here. I’m going to choose some categorically rock songs with some country in them.
I kind of hate Kid Rock but this fits:
And here’s an opposite: Jason Aldean and this song, which I think is more rock: