You may even see me and think, Her kids are so well behaved.
Or as I have heard some say before, You make it look easy.
But you dont see the whole picture.
Yes, I am extremely fortunate.
I have a supportive family and wonderful education.
But I do not have all the answers.
I hope my sharing my day with you will help you realize weallhave our own normal.
I realize both kids are sleeping next to me and that I forgot to set the alarm clock.
My husband has already left for work.
I contemplate going back to sleep … briefly … because now the kids are now up.
I tell Henry to get ready for school and we are running late.
He says, And isnt that your fault?
During this time Honor is getting dressed in her first princess ensemble of the day.
8:30 … We all make it downstairs to get some breakfast.
We are out of milk.
(which means the usual breakfast staple of cereal is out).
I make them some toast and pour some apple juice.
Now we are out of juice.
Im still in my pjs… they look great.
She chooses Strawberry Shortcake (thank goodness for AppleTV and Netflix).
After emptying the dishwasher, I sit next to her and check my email and my blog.
I go shower and get dressed.
I find something that will do.
(its not bad other than the skirt being inside out!)
She eats a peanut butter sandwich.
I turn off the TV and go to the store.
11:52 … Now off to the store.
About 1:00 … home from the store.
Now we have milk and juice!
(and a few other things!)
I unpack the car, put away the groceries, and change the laundry.
Honor plays inside the car (unbuckled … doors opened) while Im doing this.
I ask her if she wants to play in the backyard; she declines.
Honor plays on the computer.
I feel guilty about how much screen time she is having today.
And put dinner (prepared ahead of time, frozen, and now defrosted) in the crockpot.
I check my email again and help Honor on the computer (shes still learning).
I turned off the screens and Honor and I did some spin-art together.
Honor decided she wanted to paint with a brush.
I cleaned up the spin art and I set her up at the easel and she got to work.
I changed the laundry again.
Honor and I worked on some puzzles together.
Then I went upstairs to fold and put away the laundry.
Honor decided to change shirts.
2:45 … My dad arrived to watch Honor as Im still putting away laundry.
I switch the laundry again.
Take some cold medicine and grab a Coke Zero and leave for work.
First appointment already waiting.
I have her sit in the waiting room so that I can prepare for her supervision session.
(I supervise play therapists and master level psychologists, as well as see patients/clients.)
I hope that the cold medicine kicks in soon.
I wait for my 5:00 appointment to show.
And realize I forgot my beloved diet beverage in the car.
And I have the Strawberry Shortcake theme song running through my head.
Contact my 5:00 clients parent.
I chill out … eat an apple and a Cliff bar and peruse Pinterest.
Think about writing a blog post … but Im not inspired.
I hear my 6:00 client in the waiting room.
Session with father and daughter complete.
I finish up paper work for the night.
Unusually short Monday at work …. not typically done until 9.
But since Im sick, Im glad.
Walk out to my car.
Get a text from my husband, Henry ate fine.
She said it looked like poo.
Once I get into the car I call my husband, as I usually do for the ride home.
He is helping Henry with his homework on the computer.
I listen to Henry read the stories over the phone and answer the comprehension homework.
7:30 I get home just as they are finishing the online assignment.
I serve myself dinner from the crock pot.
Beef fajitas … not great, but not poo.7:45…
I load up the dishwasher and start it running.
We are doing a sticker exchange and received 6 letters … and lots of stickers.
The kids are creating pictures and letters with the stickers.
Henry decided to make a letter for (non-blogger) friends that live out of town.
I inform them its pj time.
8:30 … Each kiddo is ready for bed and has picked out 2 stories.
We snuggle together, all 4 of us, in me & my husbands bed.
Henry reads one that he picked out first, Ten Timid Ghosts.
11:30 … My husband comes back to bed and moves the kids to their rooms.
I wake up just to be aware of what is happening and fall back to sleep.
Not really thrilling or exciting … but it is a typical day.
Id like to thank Beth from Living Life Intentionally for inviting me to participate in this series.
Wed love to read about your day!
Feel free to include picture (s).
I will let you know promptly when it will be posted.
