We have 12 days home this year. With small kids. While it’s cold out.
Whenever I look back on winter break, it starts off good and then days start to blur one into another. This break is probably no different but I want to document, with very brief posts, what we did/didn’t do each day. Please forgive for populating your feed every day. It’s sort of a personal challenge. Think WiBrBloPoCh = winter break blog posting challenge.
December 21, Saturday. Kids were up early, at 5 AM (!!) and hung out with me for a while. It was snowing! At 6 AM, they were outside, roughing around in the snow. I was writing in my journal and asking myself “what should I do today to not fart away these precious free hours that I have?”
I went to yoga, T brought the kids to their gymnastics class. Afterwards, we stopped by my friend A’s house to play for a bit. Her mom is my second mom, a Russian lady that likes to cook and chat. Had tea and cookies there.
L then went to her piano lesson, while R *tried* taking a nap. Unsuccessful. So he got up, played, and we read Picturepedia together. I then while I worked on the Sisyphean task of putting away a mountain of clean laundry that we have had in the laundry room for at least two weeks. Success.
After that, we still had a few hours, so I got to vacuuming the upstairs. Finally. It’s been at least a month. R wanted to move his bed and he did, and put it by the window this time. More laundry was washed, and T vacuumed the downstairs.
We had a Yule party to go to in the evening (because yes, it WAS winter solstice!) organized by our friends in the neighborhood. Appetizers, some drinks, and good conversations. Tonight was the first and the last night I tried a manhattan. See, I usually stick to sweet, light wines, so I’m not used to. The first sip burned a hole in my esophagus. Our friends have kids of similar ages, so our kids were engaged the whole time. At some point I broke away from the crowd and started roaming their house which is so stylish, tasteful, and clean. Came back around 8:30, showers, bed. For everyone. I forgot my phone in the car overnight and felt so free.
Mom of Children 