Last night, I suggested to the kids that we take a walk around the neighborhood to assess the Halloween decorations. Annabel in particular wanted to take notes on the best houses to plan her trick or treating route. (She brought a notebook, because she is definitely my child.)
Josh came home at around 6:15, which was an unexpected added bonus, and ended up coming with us. And it was so nice! We came in and had a snack (grapes & a couple of small TJ’s pumpkin cookies) and everyone went to bed pretty effortlessly. We were able to tag team so that Josh did the big kids while I took G, and all kids were asleep by 8:30.
This sequence of events felt nearly magical. Also, atypical. More common is a slog (nagging for kids to finish piano, pick up toys, etc), me feeling lonely and bored amidst the chaos (and salving myself with Instagram more often than I’d like to admit), me feeling GUILTY for feeling lonely and bored because shouldn’t I be cherishing these moments, fights breaking out in various combinations, and somehow a later bedtime for the big kids in particular. UGH.
I am going to try to remember last night because it shows that evening peace IS possible. And perhaps going outside and actually getting out of the house once in a while is a missing ingredient. While I don’t think I’m up for a nightly outing quite yet, once or twice a week is probably reasonable.
Of course, I am making this realization just as the time is about to change, rendering it dark by 5:30 pm. Still, though, I am going to think of some things we could do to break up the monotony. List below and more ideas welcome.
- bake something
- break out a new craft supply or a new puzzle
- take a walk in the dark (I mean, it’s not going to be pitch black around here; there are lights)
- go on a quick errand (CVS, etc)
PS: Our podcast ep is on this topic today, so this is a timely post.