We have been pretty slothy around here lately. As the summer began we were all pretty organized and efficient. There was breakfast and mommy school and then a trip to the beach or the park or a playdate. Then my work trips came and it seems like I’ve lost all institutional control.
This isn’t new really. August tends to be a month full of late breakfasts and pajamas ’till noon. I typically combat this by spending the last two weeks of the month whipping everyone (mostly myself) back into playing shape. We resume strict bedtimes and wake ups and most importantly the get-dressed-before-you-come-downstairs rule.
Here is my problem. Next Monday is the two week mark and we will spend our morning at the Surgical Center in Neptune, NJ where the oldest will have her tonsils and adenoids removed and the youngest will get ear tubes removed (they’ve taken permanent residence in his ears and need a little help getting out.). Needless to say, we’ll be mostly in recovery next week and I’m not sure how to get anyone into playing shape when all we’re doing is eating popsicles and watching television.
Wish me luck. Not only am I freaked out for the obvious reasons (two in surgery) but there is the added bonus of back to school time coming on quick as well.
Never a dull moment at The Circus.
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This isn’t new really. August tends to be a month full of late breakfasts and pajamas ’till noon. I typically combat this by spending the last two weeks of the month whipping everyone (mostly myself) back into playing shape. We resume strict bedtimes and wake ups and most importantly the get-dressed-before-you-come-downstairs rule.
Here is my problem. Next Monday is the two week mark and we will spend our morning at the Surgical Center in Neptune, NJ where the oldest will have her tonsils and adenoids removed and the youngest will get ear tubes removed (they’ve taken permanent residence in his ears and need a little help getting out.). Needless to say, we’ll be mostly in recovery next week and I’m not sure how to get anyone into playing shape when all we’re doing is eating popsicles and watching television.
Wish me luck. Not only am I freaked out for the obvious reasons (two in surgery) but there is the added bonus of back to school time coming on quick as well.
Never a dull moment at The Circus.
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Oh no Poor F and Poor G!! (and poor you…it's probably worse to be the mom.) We will be thinking about you all on Monday. Good luck!!
X0X0
Cathy
my son had his adenoids removed back in may – be ready for the most heinous bad breath you've ever been around. You'll totally think something is wrong, but I promis it goes away…eventually.