Thursday, May 24, 2012

Fun for Mom

The day before Mother’s Day, Doug told me I had to leave the house for a while, so I did.  Doug’s plan was to have the house totally clean when I returned, as a special Mother’s Day treat.  What he doesn’t seem to understand is the reason the house is never completely clean.  We have 4 boys.  Cleaning never progresses as it should.

Ethan thought he needed the whole bottle of Clorox wipes to disinfect the toilet.  It was really clean though – until the first boy went into the bathroom and peed all over it again.IMG_9366
Doug eventually gave up and told me I might as well come home because the clean house thing just wasn’t happening.  I came home to find Ethan up to his armpits in dishwater while scrubbing dishes, Brenden folding laundry, Nolan in time out for refusing to clean, and Cameron undoing the cleaning that had happened.  It was a good effort though.

Doug bought me my new mountain bike that I used for my triathlon as a Mother’s Day gift, so I wasn’t expecting anything else – at all.  Mother’s Day morning, Doug made a delicious breakfast – bagel sandwiches with bacon, eggs, and cheese.  Each of the boys gave me an orchid plant.  We went out to get in the car for church and I glanced over and saw this:
in the back of Doug’s truck.  I had been complaining about our grill a few days before – one knob doesn’t turn without using a pliers, the gas is temperamental, and in general, it sucks.  We found it on the side of the house when we moved in, so obviously the previous owners didn’t think it was anything great either.  It lasted us 4.5 years though.

Grills are important things.  It is all thanks to a tiny Coleman camping grill that I can call Doug my husband.  I was outside my apartment cooking chicken on my new grill when Doug spotted me and had to meet the girl with the grill.

Doug made me dinner – grilled salmon, asparagus, and corn on the cob.  It was delicious.IMG_9368
The following weekend was the father and son campout.  I was planning on keeping Cameron home with me so Doug and the other boys would have a chance to ride bikes, hike, and scale large boulders.  The morning of the campout, Brenden asked if Cameron was going and when I told them no, I was confronted with 3 begging big brothers who wanted Cameron to be there with them.  Fine with mom!

I asked our friend Matt to save Doug a camping spot since he had to work and the boys loved camping next to the Quiners last year.  Matt said he left for a few minutes to take one of their kids to the bathroom and came back to find several boys had a dirt fight while he was gone.  I wish these pictures did it justice.

Cameron had tons of fun.
Nolan found a walking stick.IMG_9408
Nolan also fell down and scraped up his nose.IMG_9412
And it appears Brenden was having too much fun to stop and pose for any pictures – or maybe Doug was too busy chasing a one year old to take very many pictures.  They took their bikes and scooters and Brenden took his bow and arrows.  They all came home dirty, stinky, and exhausted.

As I was laying in my bed not listening to snoring, children talking in their sleep, or the buzz of the baby monitor, I realized it was the first night in over 9 years that I have spent alone.  I missed my family, but boy did I sleep well!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I miss your cooking!