O's therapist - who is lovely, and helpful - keeps asking how life is going now that I'm back to work full time. I say, "it's good! The kids are in day camp and learning to swim! They help me with stuff like lunches!"
And her eyes get big and she'll ask, "you pack them lunches every day? When do you do that???" or "When do you do the laundry?"
Now see, I think it's easy enough to do those things if your standards for doing them are reasonable. As in, some nights not all the dishes get done. Some weeks your laundry sits a bit longer than it should if you want to avoid wrinkles. As long as dust/fur bunnies don't worry you overmuch, you can get by until Saturday, when you can clean up and put things back in order. That's what all the women in my family did anyway, with varying degrees of perfection starting with my grandmother (perfect perfect) and ending with me (not at all perfect). I'm kinda like the bad copy at the end of a long string of copies that start with the original, then a copy of the first copy, a copy of the 2nd copy, and so on. Recognizeable but blurry and off-kilter. :)
And for the record, I usually pack lunches in the morning because I don't like it when my sandwiches sit in the fridge all night and get soggy, and I figure the kids are the same. Today's lunch was super easy -- hummus and pretzel chips and berries and a yogurt. Tomorrow I'm not sure about yet, but there are tortillas in the fridge, and cheese, and deli ham, and various other bits and pieces that somehow always work together to make up lunch. Maybe I'll do salads tomorrow... O likes salads as long as they don't have any dressing, Bel likes them as long as there's ranch dressing on the side. Salads, and cheese and deli bits, and some crackers or homemade tortilla chips, and milk boxes. That'll work.
I guess it does mean our weekends are devoted to resetting for the week ahead, which makes it harder to run off for a day or two and just have fun. But that's not impossible as long as we put some effort into managing things better during the week.
Ah, but that's still the rub for now... Jon's gone so often that I spend the week running just to keep up, let alone get ahead. And he's already traveling so much, weekend road trips don't have much appeal. We've got to get it together, though, because summer's half over!
The good thing is, my nefarious plan for putting the kids in a day camp with lots of pool time has worked -- the kids are swimming. Otto is actually floating on his own. FLOATING. Mr. SuperSkinny has finally figured out how to keep himself on top of the water! Pretty exciting stuff... Bel still prefers swimming with the help of her pool noodle, but she loves the slides and has been having a fabulous time at the local water park where their day camp is based.
Her reading has really taken off this summer. She's getting good at sounding things out, and has been much more confident the past month. So fun to watch her figure it out... Otto has discovered email. He's been interested this week, anyway, in emailing people. He never writes much, but he's asking to check his mail on the iPad or my phone at least once or twice a day right now. That's encouraging, I think, for a kid who doesn't generally like to write in any way, shape or form. I think I've also talked him into trying a cartooning class through the local art league.
Those are held on Saturday mornings, though. Which is prime dust-bunny-busting time.
Ah, well, I think we'll survive. :)