Thursday, January 12, 2012

Seventeen More Years To Go

Last summer, when I was mostly on my own with three kids to entertain all day, I looked forward to the start of the school year with a passion.  I dreamed of the day when a big chunk of it would be filled with two children, and sometimes only one.  I thought this was going to make things sooooooo much easier.  And it did.  Sort of.

I was very surprised to find that when winter break came around, it was a wonderful, delicious relief to be at home all day with the kids.  Part of that had to do with Bryce being around a lot, but also it was most definitely the NOT WAKING UP AT 6:30. 

I mean, I've had three babies.  I haven't really had a good night's sleep in six years.  I have no real problem waking up early.  I actually kind of like the mornings.  So I figured this to be no big deal.  But dragging Porter out of bed every morning at this time is truly awful.  No matter how early he goes to bed, he is tired and hates me, and sometimes he even cries when I go to wake him up.  He loves school, his teacher, his friends, and even riding the bus.  But it is all for nothing if he has to get up that early.  He does snap out of it eventually, but our mornings are often colored not so rosy by his tiredness, and it starts our whole day off badly.  Plus Molly and Cedar usually wake up then too when they hear the noise, which, you know, makes everything even more awesome.  I think that it's really the only reason Molly still naps.

So I am torn.  I am happy with how school is going for Porter.  And I know they have reasons for starting when they do.  But ugh!  I wish they could just start two hours later.  The other day at dinner, Porter told us he maybe was done going to school.  I'm sorry buddy.  You've got twelve more years to go.

That makes it seventeen more years that I get to drag kids out of bed.  Oy.

As a side note, here is a link to the Chocolate Pie I made on Christmas.  It was absolutely lovely, and really very easy to make.  I did it with a graham cracker crust, which made it even easier.  Just do it.  You won't regret it.

1 comment:

  1. I cannot imagine a world where I have to wake my kids up. Bean is up on his own at 6am every day of the week.