Weekends are the time when Cheryl and I get to be with each other and kiddos the most out of any other time of the week. We get to get up with the kiddos and be with them all day long. No rushing in the morning, no running late in the evening; we are home together. It seems like we end up packing more into a weekend day than ever could into a week day. I blame the perceived flexible schedule. The days are our oyster and we can make of them as we see fit.
This last weekend actually started with the middle kiddo getting his cast off. Because I have never had a broken bone I have always just assumed things about the healing process. It seems that some of my misconceptions of them have been set straight. The little guy was a champ taking it off. The doctor showed Cheryl the bone and the outer part of the bone was healed, but still has a split in the inner (he said it could take another month to heal all the way. Either way the cast came off. Even though the little guy did not mind the sounds involved in cutting off the cast he now is not a fan of walking. (looks like he is back where he was when it was put on).
Later, on Saturday morning we decided to get up and go to a couple of stores. The boys needed new shoes and we had run low on a few stock items at home. After a Cheryl made a pancake breakfast, we headed out. On the way out of the complex I suggested we take the middle kiddo to get his hair cut (we have permission to have his hair cut, but we do not have permission for the other two kiddos). We swung into the local quick hair cut shop (which is where I took the picture from Saturday). The cut was a success and the kiddo did a great job. I think both Cheryl and I envisioned melt down city, but he did great.
We continued our morning by going to a few shops in Goodyear. First stop a lady’s shop. I stayed outside with the kiddos since the aisles seem to be so close together and it is hard to maneuver the bus of a stroller we have. Both boys and I played a little game of “roar hands” (the boys love to make growing sounds so I joined in one time and showed them how to make “claws”). They loved it mostly because of how awesome “roar hands” can be. Time flew by and before we knew it Cheryl was done and we walked to a large aisled electronic store. We strolled around a bit and made no purchases (it was really just in between the first store and the shoe store). On the way out Cheryl asked for the oldest kiddos’ hand at which he refused and instead went limp down to the floor to throw a little tantrum. We took him outside and got him out of the funk.
We continued on our journey down the sidewalk past a small aisle grape and potato store and past a couple other stores. We came to the shoe store and found the aisle (yes they were small aisles) for the kiddos shoes. The store clerk informed us of the “deals” they were having. Later we asked the same clerk for assistance and she eventually convinced us to measure the kiddos’ feet. It turns out that even though they mostly wear the same sized shoes the boy’s sizes a bit further apart. We found two sets of shoes in the appropriate size (both of which light up) and went to the counter to check out. As we were waiting, the oldest one found many interesting things at eye level that he wanted to touch. Cheryl told him not to with which he responded by touching a different item. I told him to stop with which he responded by going limp to the floor and having a tantrum. I took him outside (since we had not paid yet) and by the time Cheryl had finished paying he was again out of his funk.
We decided to head back to the car since there were no more shops that we wanted to look at in this direction. We walked past the many stores we had on the way there. On the way back, I reminded Cheryl that we wanted to go into a store that was in the opposite direction of when we first started to find a table cloth. We devised a plan that I would stay of the kiddos in the car while Cheryl ran in very quickly (this particular store has very small and aisles that make lots of turns). As Cheryl went to leave the middle boy figured it was his time to have a little tantrum.
Later on in the day, after the kiddos all had lunch and naps and played and several more tantrums for varying reasons we decided to go to a holiday festival in the great City of Avondale. There was going to be amusement rides and street fair vendors and live music and snow. We clothed all of the kiddos in sub-zero type clothing and loaded the car. Cheryl, the master parker found a great spot right next to the barricades. Lots of vendors and a as promised a Ferris Wheel. We walked the length of the event and back again, but no snow. The word on the snow (other than it was not real snow) was they had to close it down because when it was being made it came out too much like ice. At the end of the event the kiddos got to see the jolly red suited guy in passing and both boys loved their red and white light up rods.
Sunday came and we did many of the same things that Saturday had in store for us. An extended breakfast time followed by loading the kiddos up for a quick trip in the morning to a local store (we needed to get a few last minute things done early because we had planned a trip to see foster grandma Becky (FGB). We ran those few errands with minimal issues and back home in time for lunch before a nap. FGB called during that time to let us know that another weekend would be better. After nap time we had lots of time for playing on their bikes. The little girl even stood on her own holding onto a bike. We watched Christmas movies with the kiddos and again dinner time and bed time came.
Cheryl and I turned in around 9:30 and I promptly fell asleep; a few minutes after midnight and I hear crying in one of the monitors. I look over at the monitor next to me and to had quick spikes of red. “I’ll go check him” Cheryl says to me. A few minutes after Cheryl left I followed. “He threw up, will you check his bed and see if any got on there?” Nope it was contained. Cheryl and I spent the hours between midnight and 4:45 trying to help the oldest of three feel better. Just as he started to fall to sleep I heard the little lady reminding me it was time to eat. Guess I am up for the morning, for the week.
Thanks for reading. Have a great week everyone!!!