This morning, I hid from my kids. Straight up HID FROM THEM and then listened as chaos ensued until I could no longer take it anymore (and I heard the front door opening and children running wild....)
Here's the thing. It is AUGUST. I am virtually high-fiving myself for getting this far and for making it to this moment WITHOUT KILLING ANYONE. Or worse, watching as they kill one another. I've broken up countless squabbles and fights on the daily and listened to too many complaints about someone "singing/breathing/coughing/farting/smelling/looking at/bothering me!" I've been a short order cook, cooking 3 meals per day PLUS SNACKS day in and day out. I've overlooked the state of my house for about as long as I can bear and I've exhausted the summer resources. We've beached, pooled, sprinklered, scootered, play-dated, cabin retreated, road tripped, theme parked our way through summer and the fact is ... I'm DONE.
And, confessions within the confession ... I'm super jealous of the daily "back-to-school" photos I see posted. Isn't that SO WRONG? Or is it? I've had a really fun summer with the kids. In FACT, WAY more fun than I expected. Quite honestly, I was dreading it and it has more than made up for my dread. I've even enjoyed our time together! But it is coming to a close and I'm ready to re-open the school chapter again.
And today, on this rainy cool morning when sleeping in seemed to fit the bill, I mean, it IS summer after all! Shouldn't we take advantage of the sleeping in? And on a cool, crisp day I can think of nothing better. Except NONE of the kids got the memo.
So. I hid from them. They were beginning to argue and the onslaught of "MOM! Can I play the iPad?" and "MOM I want a peanut butter/honey/jelly sandwich nooooooow" and "MOM, I don't want to get dressed first!" were suddenly too much. As I wandered into my room to grab something my still warm cozy bed called to me and I answered the call. I quickly slipped between the sheets and hunkered down soft and cozy. It took 2.3 seconds before the bird like squawks began ... "MOM! MOM! MOOooooooM!" A little giggle may have escaped. And listened as they worked through the ENTIRE HOUSE, including my bedroom twice, trying to find me. It was only when I heard the front door open that I decided I should get up and actually protect the safety of my children. Sigh. It was a nice 4 minutes while it lasted.
The good news is that once they "found" me, everything seemed a little bit better. The arguments seemed to cease and we moved on. Perhaps I just needed to get out of my own way OR perhaps I should hide a little more often! ;)