Our house is a pig sty....
And we're fine with it, I guess....
Weekends are such a dilemma for parents of young children. Because we both work, we have no time during the week to do any deep cleaning. We come home, put dinner on the table, load the dishwasher, spend a few minutes with Sadie and the pets, and then we have to start the bedtime ritual of bath, pajamas, and a bedtime book. We end up lullabying ourselves to sleep as much as we do Sadie. Next day; rinse and repeat.
So when the weekends come along, we have two choices. We can catch up on all the cleaning and household projects we are unable to do during the week, and work on our yard. OR, we can actually recreate with Sadie and take our out into the world at large. Oh, I suppose we can divide our weekend up into some cleaning and some recreating, but once we start cleaning, it's often difficult to stop.
When Sadie looks back as an adult to her early childhood, I don't want her brief, fleeting memories as a toddler to be of her being made to play quietly in the corner by herself while Mommy scrubs the floors on her hands and knees and of Daddy obsessing over the perfect lawn. I'd rather her remember the feel of sand slipping through her fingers, of pine cones and acorns, of playgrounds, mountain air, the sound of the ocean, the sounds of other children playing, etc. I figure when Sadie gets older and wants to play with kids her own age WITHOUT Mommy and Daddy hovering, we'll have plenty of time to have a clean house and a neatly manicured yard. Today, this week, these few years when we have Sadie's undivided attention, I want to inhale every moment we have together and the heck with housework. We spend money we really don't have on a housekeeping service every other week, and spend a few minutes here and there on the basics, but we'd much rather recreate on our weekends, especially on a weekend as beautiful as the one that just passed.
Sadie has become a clown as of late. When we find something she does amusing, she does it over... and over... and over. She realized we thought it was cute that she kept putting on her sunglasses and making faces, so she kept doing it...
Aren't I hilarious?
Aren't I?
Dad paid us a brief visit this weekend, but spent much of the time helping Mom purchase and install a new printer. Sadie seems to have finally added him to the "list" of acceptable adults. Note the unsightly large scab on her forehead. It will make an appearance throughout this blog. She had a spill at Mom's. She is a daredevil and seems to have no fear, so if you turn your head one microsecond, she's practically on the ceiling fan...
On Sunday, we took a ride through Chatham County, and decided on a whim to stop at Jordan Lake for a brief visit. We found a day use beach and thought Sadie might enjoy feeling the sand between her toes... We had no bathing suits or towels, so we just stripped her down to her onesie...
Here she experiments with sand...
Whee! This is fun!
It was a lovely day at Jordan Lake...
Here's a short video of Sadie in the water. Note that she gets soaking wet, and we didn't bring along other clothing. Oops...
Here we are, back on the sand, trying to dry Sadie off in the sun before putting her romper on, sans onesie....
And here she is, dry and dressed...
After the Lake adventure, we were all starved, so we headed to Milltown Diner in Carrboro for steak frites and Belgian Ale. OK, Sadie passed on the ale, but she enjoyed our steak...
Redmond and Sadie contemplate the ceiling...
Weekends are such a dilemma for parents of young children. Because we both work, we have no time during the week to do any deep cleaning. We come home, put dinner on the table, load the dishwasher, spend a few minutes with Sadie and the pets, and then we have to start the bedtime ritual of bath, pajamas, and a bedtime book. We end up lullabying ourselves to sleep as much as we do Sadie. Next day; rinse and repeat.
So when the weekends come along, we have two choices. We can catch up on all the cleaning and household projects we are unable to do during the week, and work on our yard. OR, we can actually recreate with Sadie and take our out into the world at large. Oh, I suppose we can divide our weekend up into some cleaning and some recreating, but once we start cleaning, it's often difficult to stop.
When Sadie looks back as an adult to her early childhood, I don't want her brief, fleeting memories as a toddler to be of her being made to play quietly in the corner by herself while Mommy scrubs the floors on her hands and knees and of Daddy obsessing over the perfect lawn. I'd rather her remember the feel of sand slipping through her fingers, of pine cones and acorns, of playgrounds, mountain air, the sound of the ocean, the sounds of other children playing, etc. I figure when Sadie gets older and wants to play with kids her own age WITHOUT Mommy and Daddy hovering, we'll have plenty of time to have a clean house and a neatly manicured yard. Today, this week, these few years when we have Sadie's undivided attention, I want to inhale every moment we have together and the heck with housework. We spend money we really don't have on a housekeeping service every other week, and spend a few minutes here and there on the basics, but we'd much rather recreate on our weekends, especially on a weekend as beautiful as the one that just passed.
Sadie has become a clown as of late. When we find something she does amusing, she does it over... and over... and over. She realized we thought it was cute that she kept putting on her sunglasses and making faces, so she kept doing it...
Aren't I hilarious?
Aren't I?
Dad paid us a brief visit this weekend, but spent much of the time helping Mom purchase and install a new printer. Sadie seems to have finally added him to the "list" of acceptable adults. Note the unsightly large scab on her forehead. It will make an appearance throughout this blog. She had a spill at Mom's. She is a daredevil and seems to have no fear, so if you turn your head one microsecond, she's practically on the ceiling fan...
On Sunday, we took a ride through Chatham County, and decided on a whim to stop at Jordan Lake for a brief visit. We found a day use beach and thought Sadie might enjoy feeling the sand between her toes... We had no bathing suits or towels, so we just stripped her down to her onesie...
Here she experiments with sand...
Whee! This is fun!
It was a lovely day at Jordan Lake...
Here's a short video of Sadie in the water. Note that she gets soaking wet, and we didn't bring along other clothing. Oops...
Here we are, back on the sand, trying to dry Sadie off in the sun before putting her romper on, sans onesie....
And here she is, dry and dressed...
After the Lake adventure, we were all starved, so we headed to Milltown Diner in Carrboro for steak frites and Belgian Ale. OK, Sadie passed on the ale, but she enjoyed our steak...
Redmond and Sadie contemplate the ceiling...
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