Sunday, January 4, 2009

On the 12th day of vacation my family gave to me....

A headache. Ok, ok........it's not that bad....but really....it's been twelve days we've all been hunkered down here as a family. Of course, we had a few holidays to break up the monotony....Christmas and New Years. One would think that after all the stuff the kids got at Christmas (short list...not all included....Wii system with Rock Band, kayak, camera, personal DVD player, legos up the wazoo, books) that they would be busy. Add to it some serious snow pack for sledding and general snow craziness and they should be well entertained. Think again.



Mom....I'm bored. Mooooooooooom, there is nothing to do. Mom...can I have a friend over...meet a friend at the movies, have a sleepover, go to the mall, spend some of my or your money, go to the lego store, use my kayak (sorry dude, it's 10 degrees outside) etc. etc. etc. Or how about this..."boys stop wrestling right this second!.....boys GET OUTSIDE right now! Can you ever keep your hands to yourself???? Stop beating your brother with that snowtube, using him as a speedbump, or as a punching bag!"



This has been a looooooooooooooooong vacation. The longest I can ever remember in their school history. Just because I want to be that super fun mom, and bring our family even closer as a cohesive unit (crap I read in a book) we've done some fun stuff, rented movies, went to the movies, had lots of friends over, gone bowling, gone out to eat. Pause....I'm have a reflective moment here..........

Hmmmmmmm....wait, when I was a kid (yep, here I go...) I did NOTHING on vacations and my parents did NOTHING with us. You played with your presents (and let me tell you...there was no friggin Wii back then), watched a little black and white TV with all of three channels, and went sledding on those crappy metal/wood sleds. No movies and sleepovers. I know I sound like an old fart...and well, I am one. But I can tell you this......it's time for everyone to go back to school....back to work and for me to get back to....well....ME!

1 comment:

FLOSSY said...

Glad you called it "sledding" and not "sleigh riding" like out friend Donna. Sleigh riding is usually behind a horse.