They’re Baaaaack!

Two "old" men sitting on the non-bench (Mason & James)

Another summer jaunt to the cottage is complete and yet I suspect the gauntlet is not quite conquered.  Any parent who has experienced their children being away for an extended period knows what “re-entry into your zone” means.  This year is a little different though so I’m not so certain we’ve arrived completely.  Or perhaps, last year was so bizzare my standards are skewed. I don’t know.

So far though, the kids arrived late Monday night to the cheers and open arms of not only their teary mother, but their pumped cousins.  Yep; I went from no kids to four kids in a matter of hours.  For the most part, it has been a cacophony of giggles and game rules, electronic beeps and blaring “get your rock on” music…lots of fun for the kids.  They may not have noticed they’re back home with mom yet (which is why I’m suspicious).

Today we packed a few balls (and a kite which was more for travel discussion on who would use it first since the air was heavier and immobile than a bowl of oatmeal). Oh, and we added two neighbour kids too.  That makes kids (6) and adult (1) and a little red wagon filled with implements, water, and snacks. Good times ahead.  I thought I was pretty clever to add kids since 3 on 3 soccer would be a lot more fun…and I wouldn’t have to play; just referee which I was getting good at anyway.

We returned home to a present at our door (thank you Forrest, GF bread will get you into heaven) and then nachos for everyone.  Now, to the naked and untrained eye it would seem like your average plate of loaded nachos.  But no! Each kid had their own custom made section. “I don’t like salsa, I don’t like goat cheese, I can’t eat cow cheese, I don’t like steak (huh? did another neighbourhood kid slip in here and I didn’t notice? Can I see some ID please?).

By 1:00 p.m. I called for back up.  Turns out I can totally do the multiple kid thing if I don’t plan on doing anything but.  Turns out, I have others things (aka The Nimble Assistant work) that need attention so I ducked out to do a little of that. Thank you Grandma! We had supper together (ribs, chicken wings, corn on the cob and caesar salad…which apparently “doesn’t count if there are not croutons” rebutted with “Cool! More for me.”) which is no slouch meal.

Angel-Girls Jorja & Ellie

Did I mention I make pumpkin brownies before even feeding these kids their breakfast (and no it wasn’t noon before I fed them).

So here we are, the girl-angels are sleeping and have been since 8:00.  Poor things are a little tired so I guess we’ve done alright by them.  By me, I’m delighted to have this time with the brood.  Warts and all…and still be able to tease, read, hug and play with them.

So I wonder if they’ve come to me or if I’ve come to them.  Regardless, this is our zone, gauntlet or not.

Believing in ME

JCM

 

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