I'm BACK!

Ok, so I don't keep a journal and every day I make "entries" in my head of what I would write about my life and my day if I had the time and energy to actually sit down and write. Well, not anymore. I'm writing it down for real because seriously, time is slipping away and I fear that I may one day forget all that goes on in my head. I used to blog for whoever would read my posts but I'm not doing that any more either. I'm writing for me. And for my family. And for my future. So read if you want, or don't, I don't care because I will be here. Writing. I'm not really worried about offending others or embarrassing myself because I need to have a place for me to be me. So there's that.

Today, I met up with a friend up the road. I packed two big bags full of food and another bag with my thermomix in it. We were going to bake up a storm. And, cook for the next few days to get ahead of ourselves. I should mention my friend has 3 kids too. Just like me, an almost 6 yr old girl and unlike me, twin 3 year olds. (I only have one ;) ) and of course we have little wild child Braden.  Like most things I do, I misjudged my expectations and instead of having a blissful baking/cooking day, we barely made lunch and some veggie stock. We had a good laugh though. It was fun. Of course, the lunch we made (actually I made it while my friend tended to the neverending needs of the 6 children) wasn't liked by all and once we sat down to eat it, Ethan fell apart and couldn't figure out which seat to sit in and which table he preferred and of course, the bowl it was served in was all wrong. After a cuddle, tears, a smack on the face (mine) and a lecture on using your words instead of screaming, we finally decided that he would be just fine without lunch and could play while I ate my cold risotto that I'd worked on for an hour. After one bite, I was needed to help Braden who was falling off his chair, and meanwhile Ethan was upset again because he wanted a turn on the bike and would DIE if he didn't get one RIGHT NOW! I decided to zone out because seriously, I needed to eat and would also DIE if I didn't eat RIGHT NOW. Haha. I'm starting to understand where my children get their tendencies from! My friend and I just laughed as we realized how funny it was to expect to have things go perfectly. I ended up eating the rest of my kids food as well and as we were cleaning up, Ethan innocently announces that he's hungry! So I of course scooped some risotto into a bowl and hand fed him like a baby. All was well in his world again.

Meanwhile, I was trying to get a hold of Jeremy who was meant to be arriving home from class but his phone was on vibrate. (I didn't know). Of course after 2 hours with no answer, I had immediately assumed that he must be dead from a train crash or, of course, was asleep on the train or something. Luckily for me, neither was true. He was mowing the lawn. What a lovely husband I have. He uses his spare time to mow the lawn and start another load of laundry. If it were me and I came home to an empty house, I would've crashed on the couch and after eating something really unhealthy, losing myself in something worthless like Facebook.

Well, Braden, whom I thought was asleep, isn't and is crying out for me so I must go. I've already let him cry for 10 min :)
Chelsey