Boys Weekend

With Mom working 11 to 7:30 both Saturday and Sunday, it’s once again Boys Weekend. This is (I think) the 4th weekend in a row where it’s all men. This will be true again next week as Mom works Wednesday through Sunday next week, more on that in a few days.

Yesterday we had a full day that went pretty quick. I had a work session (a fancy saying for a 3 hour call) that lasted until about noon. This was interrupted a few times but the only notable instance was when our oldest ran downstairs to tell me the upstairs toilet was overflowing. By the time I made it up two floors we had a nice 1 inch layer of water on the bathroom floor. After getting this cleaned up, (toilet unplugged, floor washed and disinfected, towels and bathroom rugs washed) and finishing my call, we headed out for a few groceries. It seems we need something from the store almost everyday! I think we’ll try to see how long we can go without having to shop. This skill might come in handy sometime in the future.

Mom called from work an hour or so after she started her day to see how we were doing. Apparently right after she started, she lifted a bundle of grocery bags and threw her back out. Of course being the diligent worker she is, she told no one and suffered through the remainder of her day. After the grocery store the boys and I (mostly I), set out to clean the house. We started upstairs as they say dirt flows downhill. (if I’m cleaning I tend to go all out) I started with the master bath, disinfected and cleaned everything and then began to tackle the bedroom. After dusting, I move all the beds and vacuumed underneath as this is where the dreaded dust bunnies accumulate. I don’t know where they come from or how they grow but am convinced they’re part of some evil plot to take over the world. After finishing our room, I seal it off so no dirt or dust can get back in. Of course the dogs hate cleaning day as they’re relegated to the outside or the crate as they are the carriers of dirt, dog hair and dust from room to room. Next is the kids room, talk about a mess. The boys did help by default as whenever I need them I tell them to come in any “only pick up what they want to keep as I’ll be throwing the rest away”. The fear of some useless forgotten ten cent toy being thrown out gets them moving every time. Of course some complaining comes with this usually in the form of “Dadddddd” or “oh man” or “come on” or the dreaded “Mom wouldn’t make us do this”. In the end, it does get picked up after some combination of threats, negotiations, and compromise. Of course it would be easier to just do it myself but they need to take some responsibility for their mess. The boys did manage to get the “play room” pretty much picked up on their own which is good because my wife and I are actually scared to go in there! Don’t tell them.

By now it’s almost 4pm and were cooking dinner and taking it up to Grandma’s to visit with her as she leaves Monday. We made hamburgers and french fries (the boys choice) and headed up there around 5:30. Dinner was nice as the kids tend to open up and talk more (with Grandma) in a casual setting with not a lot of other people around. We finished around 6:45 and headed home to put the finishing touches on the downstairs before Mom gets home at 7:45. The boys get in their pj’s, brush their teeth and then get to watch a little TV while waiting for Mom to save them from the evil overlord that made them clean all day (that’s me). Mom arrives only to have to momentarily depart again to give Bunker (the diabetic poodle) his evening shot. She’s back in a few minutes and before you know it, fast asleep. (must have been a matter of 10 minutes from the door to bed)

Today is fun day as I told the boys if we get all cleaned yesterday, we could do some fun stuff on Sunday. One of the kids has a stomach ache and with Mom’s back still sore we’re going to unfortunately miss church. The boys were supposed to get a bible presented to them (all the kids we think) by the Pastor but we must have misunderstood the program as we received an email last night telling us to have them in the choir room to pick up their corsage before they go into the chapel to sing????? We know nothing about this (first time we heard of this), and both boys are flatly refusing to be part of any performance involving singing which is understandable since no one had any advance notice of this. This is too bad but we don’t want to get them “soured” on church. I suppose it’s our fault for not better preparing, bad parents. (they don’t even know what the song is, I think this is last years group) We’ll call the Pastor and arrange to go up one day this week to get their bibles in a less threatening environment. Oh well, there’s always next week and we do talk about God daily and how he fits into our life, which to me is more important than going to a church anyhow. Don’t get me wrong, I think church provides some additional structure and has other like minded people, which is good, but I’m also sure there’s lots of people that go to church and then leave and don’t live their lives as God would want them to. You get the point. Mom’s down the street giving Bunker his shot and the boys are wanting some breakfast so I’d better run.

Tomorrow’s Valentines Day so don’t forget to go out and get a card for your loved ones.

Until then,

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