Monday Funday

 

Lest you think I have it all together (although why you would think that after reading my stories I have no idea!), let me tell you a little story about Monday.

 

Monday for me started at about 4am when Isaac, who was sleeping in my bed for some unknown reason (he usually claims “scary thoughts”, but he claims it with a smile, so I think he’s after my warmth and soft bed) fell OFF of my bed, and his flailing knocked my very large full water glass all over my phone, tablet, kindle, pictures, chapter books, etc on my night stand shelves.

And my initial reaction was a CURSE WORD.  Not concern over my crying 4 year old.  (Nightime Caitlin is not so nice)  (or naptime Caitlin) (or afternoon Caitlin) (I might just not be that nice of a person)

Brian ended up getting up for the day, and I stretched out in my bed and fell back to sleep…until I woke up to a still-blaring alarm FIFTEEN MINUTES before the bus is due to come.

I pulled (literally) a still sleeping Joseph out of his bed and shoved clothes on him and shoveled breakfast in his mouth as he cried, “Mama!  You have GOT to stop doing this!”

Ahem.  It maaaaaaaay not be the first time that this has happened so far this school year.

 

At this point, I could tell that this day called for something special, so I declared it “PUMPKIN CARVING DAY!”  Hooray!  There was excitement and happiness in the land!

 

When 5:30 rolled around, I cleared off the early dinner dishes, poped popcorn, put out a tablecloth, the whole shebang!

And….my children all refused to touch them.

Okay, Isaac was willing to do some very light scooping with a spoon, but other than that it was a one woman show.

(Samuel’s initial reaction, and Isaac’s face makes me laugh)

So….. I decided, in my infinite wisdom, that I was going to make my darling 6.5 year old touch the guts this year.  Just one time.  For one second.

 

I picked an extra juicy chunk for him and squeezed it a few times before dropping it into his protesting hands.

Then the vomiting started.

So, so, so much vomit.

 

And that’s all I have to say about Monday.

PS- wait until I tell you about the doctors appointment we all had last Friday…

PPS- Just for fun, here are some pictures of my children being repulsed by pumpkin guts throughout the years.  I don’t know why I was surprised.