I would have to say that the hardest part about going on vacation is coming home. The return home has been bitter sweet. It is so good to be around the kids again and I can tell that they are very excited to be home. It is also very obvious that Faith missed her brothers. They have been playing together non-stop. During the trip with Faith, Tom and I would look at each other and comment how easy it would be to have only one child (but not wishing that we only had one). As soon as put all three kids in the car they started singing loudly and poking at each other. We had to laugh, shake our heads, and say, “I love having our three, loud kids. This is our life.” We wouldn’t trade having three kids for anything in the world. They make us laugh daily and are so sweet to each other.
The bad part about being home is that life goes back to normal: waking up early and making the kids breakfast, doing laundry, constantly cleaning up dirt and doing dishes. There are so many mornings that I feel like the “Time to Make the Doughnuts” guy. I probably look like him each morning as I drag myself into the kitchen to pour cereal into bowls and make chocolate milk in a Cars cup for Wilson. Although life is redundant and laborious, I get to laugh and smile many times throughout the day and that it makes it all worth it.
Some recent laughs are:
Faith used her hair chalk to color Wilson’s hair green. They were dressing up as fairies. Unfortunately, she did it on his very wet hair which made his scalp also green. Even after swimming in the pool for three hours yesterday it is still bright green. He doesn’t seem to mind.
Then the kids sat out by the street having a lemonade stand. There aren’t took my cars that pass our house. After about thirty minutes, the garbage truck drove by. The man hanging off the back had his buddy stop the truck. They both bought a glass of lemonade and a strawberry. Afterward the kids were so excited because they earned a dollar and talked to a real live garbage man (in a kid’s world that is very cool and exciting)!
Today they dressed up like a princess, Spider-Man and Miller was a cheerleader. Then they jumped on the couch and sang a song. I put the video on Facebook.
The life of a mom isn’t the most glamorous job, but it full of wonderful memories. I am glad that I get to see the little things that the kids enjoy and make them laugh. I am also glad I have the privilege of staying home with them. Time is flying by faster than I want it to and I have to remind myself daily to enjoy all of these moments because before too long they will be gone. If I could freeze time and not let them grow up anymore I would.