School ended for my boys last Thursday. As I write this, they’ve been out of school for eight days.
Eight days of near constant sibling rivalry, endless arguments over what to have for lunch (Macaroni and cheese! Crackers! Chocolate cupcakes with tiny pieces of banana on top!), and serious mischief and mess making.
I haven’t been able to get anything done; the boys have been wearing swim trunks since Wednesday (when we ran out of clean laundry), the dishes are undone, and all my plans and tasks -- tabled.
This Friday my husband came home for lunch (I begged him to), and he went through the usual feel-better statements with me: Take a minute to yourself, breath, be in the moment, blah blah.
Then he said this, “you could try playing more.”
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