Kids Ruin All the Fun

What a nice weekend….ending with much needed rain.  Hallelujah!

I didn’t get as much done over the weekend as I wanted.  I’m not sure what came over me, but I felt kinda sick or like I might be getting sick…I don’t know.  I never actually got sick, but does it really matter?  I still got tired too easily and by Sunday afternoon I was wishing for the old days when there were only three channels and on Sundays you had to choose between watching sports or reruns of Columbo.  Oh Lt. Columbo, I do miss you and your dog.  Instead there were 182 channels of nothing so I slept.  All afternoon.  I woke up at 6:00 (yes, in the afternoon) to children staring at me and wondering what was wrong with me.  Levi was poking me on the shoulder and at one point I heard him say, “Maybe she’s dead.”

He didn’t even seem upset.  I do not think that word means what he thinks it means.

On Saturday mornings we always have a big, family breakfast.  We all share about the previous week and talk about everyone’s schedule for the coming week. This Saturday, James and I were trying to talk to each other from across the table but the kids kept interrupting, so I cupped my hands in front of my face and said, “Hey James, if we hold our hands in little tunnels over our eyes we can only see each other and we won’t be able to see the kids.  We could just look at each other this way for the rest of breakfast and pretend we don’t have any children and it’s just the two of us.”  So he tunneled his hands over his eyes and we started to talk, from 12 feet apart.  “Hello darling,” I’d say, “How are you today?”  “I’m wonderful dear.  It’s such a nice, quiet morning and you look lovely!” he’d reply.

All of the kids were giggling and thought it was so funny.  James and I were having some wonderful alone time until we heard one of them say, “Hey!  If they can’t see us then we can do anything we want!!”

Smart aleck kids.  They ruin all the fun.

I hope you all had a nice, quiet weekend.

And the best part of my weekend…I’m not dead.