We are in our fourth day of the 17 days Full Speed and T.Puzzle will be home for Christmas break.
I know, you all just said a silent prayer for me.
Thanks, I appreciate it.
My goal, other than the obvious one to remain as sober as possible during this time, is to test the waters to see if I would enjoy having both boys home full-time for the upcoming summer in 2011.
So far, all signs point to yes.
That wasn’t a typo, people. I really wrote that.
Oh sure, T.Puzzle’s bit his brother three times (not to mention his own dear mother), and Full Speed’s imagination is in constant, kinetic motion requiring that he ask a minimum, and I mean minimum, of at least 1,000 questions a day.
In spite of all that, at the end of the day, I am glad to be spending it with them.
Time is fleeting.
My boys are growing.
I must learn to seize the day.
Of course surviving this break would not be possible without two (I know, I thank the heavens every day that I have two) awesome babysitters that feel more like family with each passing day, and a willing parenting partner like Mad Dog, who will hopefully be present a little more on the home front in the coming weeks.
What can I say?
Either I’ve gone off the deep end,
I’ve learned a thing or two along the way.
Or more likely, I’ve learned to accept a kid or two for exactly who they are and learned to go with the flow a little more.
Mad Dog has just signed me up for a lifetime membership to the ‘Wine of the Month’ club.