Clomping of little big-sounding feet was heard above me at least an hour before I kicked myself out of bed. I don’t know what was at either end of the room they were so interested in going back and forth to, but it must’ve been fascinating. After a breakfast of yummilicious (yes I know that’s not a real word) spelt pancakes my little prodigy Sarah made, us and the boys took in some sun, splashed some water in the pool & watched the dog run around. And around and around the trampoline until he strapped himself to a leg. He’s such an actor. Stoic, like nothing was out of the ordinary, calm, collected with one leg pinned to his head forcing him to lay on the other hip. Like a pilates move. Yes, picture a pilates move. A complicated one. Lucky for him Sarah came to his rescue. I would’ve left him there, he looked so comfy. :-p We came in, made pb&j ‘wiches for the kids and put chicken in the oven for supper to the tune of ping pong balls bouncing off the basement ceiling. Or table. Whatever they could bounce it off of actually.
Ryan got here from work and we packed everyone up for their soccer games. Little did they know we had a surprise for them afterwards. Little did we know they were going to surprise us by going over the end time thereby canceling our surprise. So we improvised. Ryan, taking direction from the kids on what roads to take to get back home, blew past where he was supposed to turn. They were shocked. Especially the younger ones. “Oh darn, I guess we’re going to have to figure out how to get back there now.” Kept driving, teasing the kids, everyone having a blast. Somehow we end up in a Tops parking lot. The kids had such a blast jointly picking out ice-cream and one topping each. Now since you don’t know yet, my husband is a human compass, so we weren’t really lost. We raced the ice-cream back, dumped tons of toppings on top of mounds of creamy goodness (I should say badness) and ended with everyone complaining about how much their stomach hurt. That’s when we sent them all to bed. Love that trick. Going to file it away for when we have kids. 😉
So my hubby & I got to this point by offering to watch our friend’s 4 kids at their house while they went on a short 20th anniversary trip. What a trip! For us! Haha, I love these kids. Johnny and Sarah are the oldest, both just inside the teens, very responsible and mature for their ages. Jacob is 9 and wants to be a police officer like the men in the movie “Courageous”. Thomas, 6, is obsessed with playing guitar hero. Right now. As I type. “Mommy’s alright, Daddy’s alright….” x 397 or so times so far. I’m never going to get that out of my head. Ever.
Anyway, this has been a great learning experience for me. First off, four kids is a handful. Secondly, they’re a lot of fun. And thirdly, they eat A LOT. I think we should probably start saving now.
Children are a heritage from the Lord. (Psalm 127:3-5) What a blessing it was to have these days with these kids. Someday, God-willing, He will bless us with some of our own.