Yankee Drawl

One Fine Day (in pictures)

Posted By jayna on September 22, 2011

I went to sleep last night with the full intentions of making it through an entire Wednesday, documenting “Our Regular Day” in pictures. But, when 9am rolled around and neither girl had woken up on their own yet, it kind of turned into the abridged version. Usually we are up at the crack of dawn, going going going. So . . . here we go with “Our Not-So Regular Day.”

A sloooowwwww wake up, full of lots of cuddles and a few books. Followed shortly by completely messing up all the bedding on my bed and being banished for jumping too crazily.

I’m the last to get dressed, fighting my battles first (note the husband’s boxers and t-shirt I’ve stolen to sleep in now). E picks out a bandaide to keep on her thumb for the day. Thumb sucking is being kicked to the curb.

MJ helps brush her hair before I attempt to tame it. Wispy and with a mind of its own, there is little to be done that doesn’t involve a ponytail.

Breakfast is served, hours later than usual. Someone still hasn’t decided to embrace the day and we power through a meltdown over the white stuff on oranges. One eats hers, the other sulks through her Cheerios and leaves the offending fruit behind.

As I clean up the kitchen, they settle in to color. A brief fight over the purple crayon, and then back to silence.

And just what are they coloring? A $.99 atlas, of course. Plotting map points, describing who lives where from the arsenal of imaginary friends.

I steal a few minutes and knock out a couple of blankets on the serger. My sewing closet is drab and dungeon-like, so I spend my sewing time plotting ways to bring in a little cheer.

We have places to go and things to do, so it’s a quick lunch. Finally someone is in a better mood.

Off to gymnastics. MJ and I stay in the observation room and she attempts to mimic everything E does. It’s all fun and games until she decides to do a back flip off my lap.

On to errands. This part of the day is most commonly known as “how to bribe your children with a milkshake and keep them happy all through Lowes.”

Home again and time to spend a few minutes picking up from the morning. Sometimes, there are just no explanations.

Husband of the Year comes home and I sneak in a quick nap before dinner. It’s leftover night and that means out-of-season paper plates. The dishwasher is full anyways, so it’s perfect timing.

Daylight is going quick now, so it’s outside to burn that last bit of energy. 9am wake-ups don’t bode well for early bedtimes, so there is much encouragement to hop faster and jump higher!!