Actually, the washing machine is on pretty much 7 days a week anyway. But you're right about the floor... I keep trying to make them take their shoes off at the door, which helps.
But the worst part is having three boys cooped up for days on end in a small house. (And it's hard on them not being able to get out and run freely.) Taking them places where they can run around indoors tends to be either expensive (Kidspark -- but then I get to leave and do something else) or terribly hard on the nerves (the Home of the Mutant Rodent which I refuse to name). At least now they are all old enough to be in school for a full day. And thank goodness for ice skating.
Yup. My wonderful Allegra was born on 2/2/97. Which, as you will note, is in the middle of the rainy season. Meaning that there will never be the possibility of having her birthday in a nice, sunny PARK, where I have to neither a) shell out huge bucks to have them run around and endure the noise at Chuck E Cheese's, nor b) figure out how to host said party in my place and clean up after a host of kids.
We have two rainy season birthdays -- and 2002 was the year the March child had a party (we rotate years: one child gets a "big party" each year, the other two get family only parties) and we did bowling, which was a big hit. The August child, who gets a party next year, is already insisting on Chuck E. Cheese's. sigh. The November child likes ice skating parties (thankfully -- his friends like LaserQuest.)
Have you seen the commercial with the puppy being called to dinner, where the kids all stack up padding materials in the corners before calling the puppy...who then comes charging in at full speed, skidding across the tile kitchen floor into the walls, bouncing off, running full-tilt into another wall, bouncing off that, etc. ? For some reason, that's sort of what I'm imagining. (And no, I'm still not packed. Go me. *snicker*)
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But the worst part is having three boys cooped up for days on end in a small house. (And it's hard on them not being able to get out and run freely.) Taking them places where they can run around indoors tends to be either expensive (Kidspark -- but then I get to leave and do something else) or terribly hard on the nerves (the Home of the Mutant Rodent which I refuse to name). At least now they are all old enough to be in school for a full day. And thank goodness for ice skating.
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I'm just glad she's only ONE, and not three!
Best wishes for the coming months!
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(And no, I'm still not packed. Go me. *snicker*)
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