I am a hermit by nature. I prefer to call myself a homebody, but after talking to many others, I think someone who only goes out of the house other than for work, food, and religious activities could possibly be classified as a hermit. Or when someone refers to going to the store (any store) as "going in to town" like Laura Ingalls did in Little House on the Prairie. That would be me.
So here is the scenario: Saturday, outing to the commissary (military grocery store) with ALL kids in tow, at 3 pm (peak time). After growing weary (such polite wording) of their disobedience, I threaten to swat my kids in the store so someone will call social services on me. Then we'll see who you end up living with! That bought me time to get through the last couple of aisles as the kids were thinking about their future (more like "How long til we can wear her down again?"). Pay for food. Do not pass GO, go straight home.
Sunday: Church, home. The end.
Monday: No school as it is MLK holiday. I planned ahead of time to take the kids to the movies, specifically High School Musical 3. Why not double up on sacrificing for my kids if I can? Leaving the house to do something fun (for them): check. HSM 3, yeah, I am pretty sure that equals sacrifice and I have a big parenting reward waiting in heaven for putting my kids' wants above my own.
Not only are we going to the movies, we are going to the mall. Did I mention there are 4 kids and 1 of me?
We do all it takes to get 5 people out of the house on time, drive 30 minutes to the mall, get out, and Sarah puked all over the ground. Thank heaven for small miracles as there is no puke in the truck. Go into JCPenney, get barf bag, return to truck, drive 30 minutes back home.
Tuesday: 6" of snow. No school, thus no work. Homebound, yea!!!
Wednesday: No school again! Take kids to Walmart for, you guessed it, a few groceries. Did not even look at other stuff. Home again, home again, jiggity jig.
Thursday: No school. So today, I made the ultimate sacrifice that was supposed to take place Monday, but got pushed off because of the puke. We went to see HSM 3, then to a dr's appt. We walked through the front door of our house 4 hours after we walked out of it. Not bad for doctor and a movie. Which is a good thing, because Ashlyn said her tummy hurt. Then at bedtime came the puke.
Nobody pukes when all we do is the mundane. But throw something WILD in there like shopping, movies, bowling, and somebody is bound to puke.
Depending on how tonight goes, Ashlyn and I may be hunkered down at home again tomorrow!
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