Do you ever have those moments of self realized brilliance? You come up with the best idea ever? Or so you think. I am not the only one. Right?
Well, I had one of those moments this week when I decided it would be F-U-N to allow each child to have a spend the night guest over. You know, it being the end of the summer and all. We could celebrate one more time with guests. All under our own roof.
Sanity check, Tammy! This means that two children, whom you did not give birth to, will be guests in your home for, ohhh, 24 hours. 2 boys, 2 girls. Are you ready for this? Only trained professionals have 4 kids in their home at one time.
Tuesday was the big day and you could just feel the excitement in the air at our house. We picked up my son’s guest around 1pm and the boy games began. Inside. Outside. Inside. Outside. Wii. Legos. Inside. Outside.
My daughters BFF was dropped off at the GRITS house about 4pm. About, ohhhh, 4:15 I was greeted with, “she’s wearing the dress I want to wear”. Which was soon followed by, “but I want to wear it”.
Fortunately, we had to interrupt this regularly scheduled 7 year old double-diva fashion show for the Princess’ flag football practice (another day, another blog). We took all 4 children to the field and let them all run around. Aha, the parents super secret plan to wear them out was in effect. Followed by a trip to the Pizza Hut buffet. F-U-N!
Miraculously, all were in bed and asleep before 11pm. Thank you, Lord!
As usual, the boys were up at the butt-crack of dawn, but quietly playing the Wii when I joined them around 8am. And just what do you think the girls were doing when I got up??? Arguing over who was going to wear the pretty black dress!
I was forced to shut down the fashionista runway. The “no more dress up” decree was handed down. And the news was not well received by the dueling divas. Hmph!
Sanity check, Tammy! Get on your knees right now and thank the Lord for the ONE little girl you gave birth to. It’s true, he doesn’t give us more than we can handle. And he knew I could only take one little pink princess.
After a delicious breakfast of chocolate chip muffins, the boys went outside for a few rounds of backyard baseball. Where were the girls??? You just had to ask.
Arguing. “I want to play Clue JR” “but I want to play Monopoly JR”. Holy moly. How do people handle this much diva in their household?! I was more than ready to snatch myself bald. I went to my room, counted to 1 million and went back into the den to stop the seemingly silly bickering. Which by this time had escalated into, “that’s not the way you play” “you are cheating”.
I quickly and
irrationally explained to them they could either play the games without arguing constantly or we could put the games away and neither would get to go to the movies after lunch. I also put away the more complicated JR games and busted out the Balloon Lagoon game. This game is great and was thoroughly enjoyed by the 7 year old Princess and her guest. Crisis averted. I think.
The boys came in and went straight back to the Lego pile. At some point, the Lego creations became bathtub toys and the boys t-shirts came off. My 15 minutes of “peace and quiet” was interrupted by the divas informing me that “the boys took their shirts off”.
With gritted teeth I politely reminded them that boys can take their shirts off and nobody was being hurt by the shirtless 9 year old boys. I mean being able to count all those ribs is just wrong!
The spend the night fiesta
finally came to an end after we all enjoyed going to see “Space Chimps” at the theater.
Sanity check, Tammy! Spend the night company is better done one at a time.
It’s true, hind sight is always 20/20!