But without the booze.

I was lying in bed yesterday morning trying to decide what the heck I could feed my family. I was out of fruit, most vegetables. I finally realized there was a peach and an avocado in there, so the kids got leftover blueberry muffins and split a peach, and C and I had breakfast sandwiches w/ laughing cow and avocado. But after breakfast I cleaned up the kitchen and took to my fridge: I figured as long as it was empty, I should clean it. I had the refrigerator of a college sophomore, minus the booze. One tomato, three lemons, two ears of corn. Leftover Chinese takeout, an array of condiments. A tiny tub of sour cream, nearly empty. Baking soda. (does that really do anything?)

Spencer broke his backpack (4 days after he broke his lunch box) so we he and I headed out to replace it, as well as do some other errands. I took him grocery shopping where he talked me into Danimals and pudding and cookies.  I realized something: All conversations with a five year old are either amusing or frustrating. I decided to try to feel more amused by conversations with him.

Then, of course, we got home and that was shot to hell.

It was a good weekend, mostly. Saturday we did a combination Disney day: Spent the morning at one park, the afternoon at a waterpark, then had dinner (and Henry passed out in the car) and then the evening was at a third park. I wouldn’t recommend this for an everyday Disney experience, but we got to do a little of everything and it was so fun!

By Sunday night, I can tell you the same thing as last week though – we are no longer good at being home. I’ve been trying to keep us home on Sundays so C can watch his beloved football. I had him fill up the kiddie pool so the kids would have something to do that didn’t include watching tv all day. But by about 4pm (we got home from the above errands at 1:30p), the fighting and the whining and the yelling (me) were just … it wiped out a perfectly good day. Then there was two hours of trying to get Henry to take a nap he sorely needed, obviously, which he didn’t take, and I was so exhausted that even though I had just filled up my fridge with food so it looked like it belonged to adults, I couldn’t bear to cook. I made popcorn and a variety of fresh fruit for the kids and they watched a movie, and C and I had alcoholic beverages with pepperoni, cheese and crackers.

This week I’ve only got to get through to Thursday – I took a “just because” day off for Friday. C is off because he works Saturday, so we’ll end up probably having a day date that will at least be lunch and a movie. The last couple of times we’ve tried to see a movie it hasn’t worked out, and I’m not so much a theater person but C LOVES to see movies in the theater.