Lesson #54
Easier isn't always better
Last night marked a momentous occasion. Max had his very first sleepover. This has been the topic of conversation for the past week. He has been begging for a sleepover ever since the first week of kindergarten. The opportunity finally presented itself on Saturday as he was invited over to the house of one of his school friends. I am not going to pretend I was nervous or sad to be missing him. I was very much looking forward to be one kid down on a Saturday afternoon, evening and Sunday morning!
Max came home today very excited and sleep deprived. The boys had a blast and Max was sad to be home. He actually told me our house was boring. I almost took it personally considering the daily outings we make to do kid centered activities. But I know it was just a reflection of what a great time he had.
Saturday late afternoon was very quiet with just Zoey and Miles. Bed time at 7:30 meant almost and extra hour of adult time at the end of the night. Josh worked this morning so I jumped at the chance to drag just two children along to our favorite breakfast spot. When Max rolled in at 11 am, the house immediately changed tones. The volume level tripled and chaos ensued. Today was more challenging, filled with tattling, bickering and physical altercations.
Was it easier having a house with the two "quiet kids" for 21 hours? Absolutely! But it was also incomplete. Zoey asked repeatedly when Max would be home and Miles asked more than once where he was and why he wasn't with us. As much as they pretend to hate each other, they definitely are happier overall when the family is all together. And I feel the same.
Easier isn't always better
Last night marked a momentous occasion. Max had his very first sleepover. This has been the topic of conversation for the past week. He has been begging for a sleepover ever since the first week of kindergarten. The opportunity finally presented itself on Saturday as he was invited over to the house of one of his school friends. I am not going to pretend I was nervous or sad to be missing him. I was very much looking forward to be one kid down on a Saturday afternoon, evening and Sunday morning!
Max came home today very excited and sleep deprived. The boys had a blast and Max was sad to be home. He actually told me our house was boring. I almost took it personally considering the daily outings we make to do kid centered activities. But I know it was just a reflection of what a great time he had.
Saturday late afternoon was very quiet with just Zoey and Miles. Bed time at 7:30 meant almost and extra hour of adult time at the end of the night. Josh worked this morning so I jumped at the chance to drag just two children along to our favorite breakfast spot. When Max rolled in at 11 am, the house immediately changed tones. The volume level tripled and chaos ensued. Today was more challenging, filled with tattling, bickering and physical altercations.
Was it easier having a house with the two "quiet kids" for 21 hours? Absolutely! But it was also incomplete. Zoey asked repeatedly when Max would be home and Miles asked more than once where he was and why he wasn't with us. As much as they pretend to hate each other, they definitely are happier overall when the family is all together. And I feel the same.
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