My dad rented a storage unit and asked us if we wanted to use some of the space. We picked up a bunch of boxes and had them sitting flat in our living room. It was like Christmas morning for my kids. Empty boxes=instant fort.
I've been pulling in a few chaotically packed crazy busy days the last two weeks. It was hard. Really. Hard. Sometimes I wanted to cry. Sometimes I did. But I gotta tell you, when it was the most intense and the most busy I really felt a little extra help. It's amazing how/when you feel blessings in your life.
You know those days hubby doesnt make it home in time for dinner, or an even better question, when you know ahead of time he isn't going to be home in time? Do you make a normal meal or do make a 'kid friendly meal'?
I had an epiphany. I've been so concerned with getting a good variety and making good meals. This week I think my kids ate mac & cheese, corndogs and chicken nuggets 4 or 5 out of 7 days and they LOVED it and asked for them again. I know they're not balanced meals but I also realized my kids aren't as concerned as I am with the whole 'variety' issue.
I wonder if people would like it if seasons were like year-round school? On for six weeks off for three weeks. (*I dont really know how year-round works.) I woke up this morning REALLY wanting to wear my cute brown sweater but obviously that wasn't going to happen. However I know after a month of snow I'll be ready for a little warmth again. (I'm a spring/fall kinda gal.) What about you?