School breaks are always anxiety promoting experiences for me. A whole week (or more) of all 4 kids home at once? Eek!
The younger ones and I have such a set schedule of mostly peace and quiet (mostly) while the older ones are at school. When they are home, the balance is off and the chaos begins.
I've found that the less time we spend at home, the better. When we're home, the kids are most likely to begin the fighting. And that is what kills me. I'm really not sure if other siblings fight as much as my kids. Jack fights with Lindsey, Lindsey fights with everyone, and Blake fights with Lindsey. Lauren just cries and demands to be held. And I want to start working.
This week, we met friends at a bouncy place, took a day trip to Seattle with my most adventurous friend (that was a day!), spent a day at the zoo and went to the park a few times.
The most important thing is that we all survived....even my sanity. And I am reminded of how grateful I am for the fact that Lindsey goes to school all day and how wonderful her teacher is!
That being said, I am ecstatic that life returns to normal tomorrow. Except it's really not, as the closer we get to Clint's job ending (3 weeks), the insecurity increases and I realize our "normal" is really close to changing. Ugh.
That being said, I am ecstatic that life returns to normal tomorrow. Except it's really not, as the closer we get to Clint's job ending (3 weeks), the insecurity increases and I realize our "normal" is really close to changing. Ugh.
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