Thursday, April 28, 2011
Take my child...please! (I mean to work day)
Instead, we are going to prepare a very interactive dinner and learn about all of the things that Mommy does! Which is just fine. Mind you, this day falls on a day when I'm not working out of the home, and if I have to be truly honest, I'm not really working much in the home either...
Take your child to work day kind of caught me by surprise too...but I'm not going to let on to that! The original idea of this day is to load up the kids, on the train or in the car, let the know how the commute goes, let all the people that you work with (outside of the house) see how cute and adorable your kids are IN PERSON, take them out for lunch, then cut out early- right? This is my husband's job for today.
Now I just have more work! Yesterday, I had a big work event AND I cleaned the house, dealt with the plumber, the landscaper and the laundry.
I save Thursdays. You see, Thursdays I need to save up all the energy I can. My kids come home from school really cranky. The long week is catching up to them, the big spelling test is tomorrow. The weekend still feels like it's far away. They're exhausted from sports. They need their mommy. I need to be fresh and ready to receive them with open arms and understanding- not tons of to-dos around the house.
That brings me back to take my kids to work. I sincerely believe that a mother's job is the hardest job IN THE WORLD. We are on call twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. We are doctors, chefs, teachers, actresses, therapists, housekeepers, engineers, movers, vets, singers, referees, laundresses, musicians, cheerleaders, chauffeurs, bakers, coaches, repair women, athletes, story tellers, memory makes, boo boo fixers, stylists, architects, gardeners, umpires, role models, mothers and sometimes fathers, disciplinarians, captains, leaders, police, firemen, baby makers - we are their everything and more.
So what did I decide to teach my two boys this rainy Thursday afternoon?
Here's my plan. I'm taking out all of my extra sheets and building the best fort ever...in my living room! When we get home, we are all going to climb into the fort, put on our pjs and watch their favorite movie curled up together under the covers. For dinner? Pizza! Then we're all going to sleep in our fort in sleeping bags on my living room floor- even my husband (he'll hate this)!
So, why did I pick this? The best lesson that I can teach them is to be spontaneous. That once in blue moon it's okay to brake a rule (if mommy's in on it). This is a memory they will have forever. Besides, how much longer will they be willing to sleep on the floor with me?
"We've had bad luck with our kids - they've all grown up." -Christopher Morley
Posted by Eight years and counting at 1:12 PM