This is the reason why I decided to kill myself by working pms again instead of weekends... Today we woke to the sound of the boys escaping their room. Westli was never the best partner for Taylor and the prison break effort. After getting everyone dressed and fed, Jon went to deal with my flat tires... pin holes in both... ugh. At least a patch worked and we didn't have to buy new tires again.
In the meantime, the kids played really nice with each other while I worked on some homework. Ava and Wes spun one on each of our sit and spins. It was truly one of those moments. They giggled with joy and were just so happy. After a while, I wrapped up my work and we headed out doors for some fun with bubbles.
Before we knew it, the noon on Saturday tornado sirens sounded, and we made some lunch. When the little kids were done, they went upstair for a nap, and Taylor and Livi got to play some Kirby on the Wii... Liv's latest obsession. Jon went off to get some provisions for the week, and I cleaned out the garage and blew up bike tires... lots of them.
When the groceries were put away, we all donned our helmets and took a bike ride to East High School, where the Key club put on a "Spring festival". For $5, our kids got to play little games, get face painting, decorate cookies, find eggs filled with candy, bounce around in the gym on big exercise balls, and generally burn energy that wasn't totally dependent upon us. (Which is always welcomed) When we were all totally wore out, we got back on the bikes and rode home. Made brats and baked beans for dinner and played some more outside. Wes was a little overstimulated by the busy day's events. This we knew by how much he screamed and cried in the three hours before bed. But overall it was a fun excursion. Taylor and Liv rode their own bikes along side of us. It is amazing to me that they are big enough to do this. They did really well and only whined a little :)
Now time for peace and quiet.
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