The table is a mess. Pancake syrup has made a chair sticky. Dishes are piled up in the sink. And my kids are playing.
It is Saturday morning. The sun is shining, there is a cool breeze and it is almost 11 a.m. And my kids are inside playing. There are toys scattered from one end of the house to the other. Train tracks, blankets, kitchen toys, stuffed animals, cars, dolls and so much more cover my floors. We are all in our pajamas.
We have a house full of toys and during the week my kids hardly play with them. They are playing with them now. We have had a sleepover, a midnight tea, a dance party and story time. I have participated, watched, and said “go play.”
I told to the girls to clean off the table and they haven’t. It is ok, they will do it later. I even told the kids to clean up their mess and we would go outside and play but they haven’t put anything away. They are playing.
Occasionally I hear one kid scream “CLEAN UP!” so I go and look to see what is happening. A few toys have been cleared but one is reading a book. And then moments later they abandon clean up and I hear the sounds of four kids getting along.
I know these sounds won’t last long. Not only will they find something to argue about soon but one Saturday morning I will wake up to a quiet house with no toys or kids. I am also in disbelief that I haven’t heard of the sound of “Can we watch TV?” in the last three hours. My kids are being kids and I love it.
Saturday morning, I never thought you could be so cool.
It is Saturday morning. The sun is shining, there is a cool breeze and it is almost 11 a.m. And my kids are inside playing. There are toys scattered from one end of the house to the other. Train tracks, blankets, kitchen toys, stuffed animals, cars, dolls and so much more cover my floors. We are all in our pajamas.
We have a house full of toys and during the week my kids hardly play with them. They are playing with them now. We have had a sleepover, a midnight tea, a dance party and story time. I have participated, watched, and said “go play.”
I told to the girls to clean off the table and they haven’t. It is ok, they will do it later. I even told the kids to clean up their mess and we would go outside and play but they haven’t put anything away. They are playing.
Occasionally I hear one kid scream “CLEAN UP!” so I go and look to see what is happening. A few toys have been cleared but one is reading a book. And then moments later they abandon clean up and I hear the sounds of four kids getting along.
I know these sounds won’t last long. Not only will they find something to argue about soon but one Saturday morning I will wake up to a quiet house with no toys or kids. I am also in disbelief that I haven’t heard of the sound of “Can we watch TV?” in the last three hours. My kids are being kids and I love it.
Saturday morning, I never thought you could be so cool.
Saturday morning robot building.