Regardless of those issues, though, I was determined to do nothing at all on Saturday. Ken was going out hunting and there were no soccer games. On top of that, the weather was supposed to be nasty. I read in bed until about 10 at which point I moved to the couch to read. The kids watched a lot of TV, but they've been feeling cranky and tired too, so I figured it was fine for them to kick back and relax for the weekend too.
I had two blogging review items to introduce to them, so we did that. For my part, though, it really only involved scooting from the couch to the floor in front of the couch. Sometimes a change of scenery is good for you!
The kids got their own breakfast, lunch consisted of sandwiches, and dinner ended up being baked spaghetti. Here's the recipe: take the leftover spaghetti in the fridge. Dump it into a casserole dish and put cheese on top. Stick it in the oven for 30 minutes, until the cheese melts.
All in all, when I checked my pedometer that evening, I was quite proud to discover that I had only moved 313 steps! Success!! At being lazy, that is. Strangely enough, 3-13 is my birthday, so I took that as a sign to continue what I was doing. I ended the day with a grand total of 431 steps.
Sunday was a much different day. We had church and I was teaching Sunday School. That part was fairly disastrous, as Benjamin was in a mood and wouldn't listen. I ended up having to send him to the nursery so I could try to teach the other students.
|Henry really wanted to wear a tie to Mass.|
The kids were playing dress up and generally getting along for the first time in a long time. But then I heard banging and yelling, so I went to investigate. The banging was confusing because the bathroom door and both bedroom doors were wide open. Then I stepped into the kids' room to discover the closet shut and the door rattling. "Let me out! I'm stuck!!" I head Benjamin yelling. So I opened the door to find Benjamin standing in the closet wearing a pirate hat and carrying a sword; otherwise completely naked! I didn't ask any questions, I had to leave the room to go laugh. He was completely fine, just annoyed that he couldn't turn the handle.
We had an early dinner and the kids were playing nicely together when Ken came home from his hunting trip. I was going to pretend that they'd been that way all weekend, but he wouldn't have believed me anyway!
It was a completely boring weekend, with not much accomplished. I do have my voice almost completely back, though and I slept well both nights.
Was your weekend more exciting than mine?