Self-distancing Day 3

I had to go to my regular chiropractor visit this morning and didn’t want to take the kids so left them at home alone for the first time. I can be there and back in like 20 minutes so it was a good test.

When I was done I called home to Alexa from the parking lot to see how they were doing and if I could run to Sam’s. Katie answered in a towel so I love she’d finished her shower as instructed. They said they were good so off I went. Yay for them getting older!!

The school schedule worked pretty well and we all survived…but there’s room for improvement for sure. But I also decided to start our taxes today and that was more of a nightmare than anything. Oh, and I scored toilet paper and tissue…but no milk. Cheers!

One of the Facebook memes is to talk about your day with your kids but calling them your coworkers. Without further ado…

My female coworker lost her shit when her hair didn’t do what she wanted and ended up whimpering in my lap while I tried to gently explain she’s kinda stuck with her hair forever.

My male coworker is still behaving nicely in order to earn his daily Xbox time. The female doesn’t seem to give two shits about the Xbox time.

Both coworkers are blind to Legos on the floor and lost some when maintenance vacuumed.

ETA: Both co-workers needed to be reminded that they can make their own lunches. They used to do it every day so why am I now a chef? Make yourself a damn sandwich.

Self-distancing Day 2

Owen. Within maybe two hours of being home from a full weekend of camping with his scouting friends (and after a brief discussion about our new Covid Rules including Mythbuster videos on how germs travel), was whining and mopey: “Whoever started the coronavirus is stupid because I can’t play with my friends.”

Katie was sooooooooooo booooored allllllll daaaaaaay. Like she’s never had a weekend day without friends. I finally had to tell her if she told me she was bored we’d start cleaning and throwing stuff away.

I tried to have them help me make Brazilian bread for dinner and that went south almost immediately because no one listens to me or reads directions.

By the way they were delicious!

I honestly don’t know how I’m going to survive this.

Cheers!

No more pierced ears for Katie.

So I’ve noticed something wasn’t right but have been avoiding checking out her ear because I didn’t want to deal with it…but I finally made her remove her earrings today and…this is what has happened.

She claims she has no idea how this happened (and it’s just one ear). I’m a bad mom because I noticed it awhile ago but convinced myself it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was—so it probably got worse.

I did seek medical advice and were told she really just needs to take them out and let them close and hopefully it will heal enough to not need surgery?! And maybe sometime in the future she can get them pierced again. We’re both a little sad.

But how on earth could she do this and not realize it? Baffled.

A new bingo night!

Owen’s school had a bingo night this year. It wasn’t quite the event the elementary has, but we still had fun (we invited Anna and the boys)…and Owen won one of the rounds!!

Initially he chose a gift card for 30 minutes of jumping at a local place but after talking to him and explaining that it would cost us more money to use it (because Katie would like to go, plus we usually go for 2 hours), he asked if he could switch prizes and they said yes…so I guided him to a $20 gift card to a local ice cream place!!!

Another year, another epic box maze!

Workers going up to take a photo from the top!

And Owen’s teacher was there! I got to talk to her for awhile and get to know her…and then she finally went in with her kids.

I had zero desire to go through it because I know it would kill my back…but then Heidi came over and basically guilted me into doing it (with another friend who was there) so I succumbed to peer pressure.

Yes we’re wearing knee pads.

Katie was our tour guide…and then we ran into Owen!

The view over the top!
A photo op in one of the rooms!
Heidi’s husband was working inside the maze and took this picture as we were exciting over section!
A slide down into a ball pit!
The boys were done.
The insane map of the whole thing!

Note: My back and wrists were so sore on Sunday and Monday that I had to drug myself quite heavily. I knew I should not have given in to peer pressure!!

Gramma Jean is here so it’s puzzle time!

Tom hates them, Owen doesn’t love them, and Katie likes them but not enough to sit and finish a big one. And I enjoy them…and only do one when my mom visits!

So Owen generally has zero interest in helping with a big puzzle but he was all about the little ones tonight! (The emoji puzzle is from the Bingo Basket Katie won at William Halley ES in 2017!)

Almost done…

These mini puzzles are more Owen’s speed. They are really fun to do.

My brows are outside my box for Valentine’s Day!

When you’re volunteering in your daughter’s classroom for a Valentine’s Day party, why not have pink eyebrows?!

Even though I knew I was putting pink in my eyebrows, it was really very disconcerting to see totally pink eyebrows so I decided to add some fake magnetic lashes to perk up my eyes a little bit more. I never would have done this a few years ago…so SeneGence has really helped me step outside my comfort zone.

I also went outside my box and used three (not two!) colors on my eyes today. Here’s to stepping outside your comfort zone!! #nofilter #tanfoundation #fawnfoundation #makesense #pinkhibiscusshimmer #shellglitter #champagneshimmer #shadowsense #plumerialipsense #pearlgloss #cherryblushsense #livinglippy

So Owen accidentally tried to kill us all and burn the house down.

Here’s what having kids looks like.

Owen accidentally tried to kill us all and burn the house down.

Kinda.

I had left these instructions to reheat his cinnamon roll in the toaster on a metal tray:

“Take out and put on tray [that the note was setting on] and TOAST on 3-4.”

I was getting ready in the morning and smelled something kinda burning so I went to check it out and the entire kitchen and dining room was filled with smoke that made my throat instantly hurt. I don’t know why the smoke detectors were not going off. Owen had the sliding door open but it needed way more than that. Both kids were trying to tell me what happened as I was trying to open more windows and doors while choking on the smoke (neither one said it hurt them?!) and seeing if anything was actually on fire.

I initially thought he had put the plastic container in the toaster oven (he’d done it before, hence the note) but the oven looked fine. It took me a minute to realize he had put it in the microwave. On a plastic plate. For three minutes.

I opened the microwave and was blasted with the worst burning smell. Of course the roll was was burnt to a crisp and the plate had started to burn and warp.

I tried not to lose my shit because everyone was safe and there was no fire but still trying to figure out just why he thought that’s what I told him to do while also trying to impress upon him that this was a serious issue while also still fanning the smoke so the smoke detectors didn’t go off and freezing my ass off since I was barefoot in a robe (having just gotten out of the shower).

He’s a smart kid but like any kid doesn’t really pay attention. So he ignored my actual words and did what he thought.

So now all the windows and doors are open downstairs (it’s a balmy 23° today!) and I get to try to get the burnt plastic smell out of my house for the next week.

I’m claiming a parenting win.

Typical dinner scene: Katie automatically says she doesn’t like what we’re having and we tell her she needs to at least try it…then usually she doesn’t like it and we have a talk about how you don’t need to love everything but if it’s okay you can still eat it. She hates that and argues and whines and refuses to eat whatever.

Fast forward to last night. Owen was eating lime corn chips. She whines that she doesn’t like them. A few minutes later she’s eating them and Tom and I say “But you don’t like them!” And she matter-of-factly says (in her sassy DUH MOM tone) “But I can still eat things I don’t love!”

HAHA!!! I gleefully told her that’s exactly what we’ve been saying and now that she agrees with us, we expect no more complaining about food she says she doesn’t love. It took a minute but the look on her face when she realized…

I know the likelihood of that actually happening is low, but I’m still claiming a parenting win.

This is why I don’t do kid crafts.

I thought I was going to be Fun Mom™ and make Kool aid play dough with them. Katie loves play dough and Owen enjoys “cooking” so it would be perfect, right?

Seriously, like 30 seconds in and I’m annoyed because they had issues getting the ingredients out. Then mixing the dry ingredients was a mess because they didn’t listen and do it gently so there was flour all over (plus I got attitude from Katie because she just. wouldn’t. listen.) and then the whining while they stirred because it wasn’t mixing in PERFECTLY like they apparently thought it should.

Katie kept whining and complaining about the smell (one was Strawberry Lemonade and one was Fruit Punch?!) saying it was “awkward” (what?!). And once it was done, Katie decided she didn’t want to play with it.

😒

To his credit, Owen was good. Katie was the one who annoyed me the most.