4am: Trix wakes to eat
5am: Vin wakes up and needs to be encouraged back to bed
6am: Vin, Andi and Trix are awake and downstairs waiting for me to get my act together and join them
7am: Andi delivers coffee to the bedroom and tells me about the non-stop snow that has fallen all night (and continued to fall all day, about 12 inches of it)
8am: Andi shovels snow, I pack up for a Vinny-Mommy day outing
9am: Trixie's babysitter arrives
9:30am: Snow boots on, snow suits on, hats on, gloves on...leave the house
9:32am: Vin kicks every snow bank in the vicinity
9:33am: Vin falls face first into the snow...cries
9:45am: We arrive at our destination, but get distracted by the enormous fish tank in the entryway
9:55am: make it to the front doors!!
10am -1pm: play in large ball pits, bounce on trampolines, drive electric cars, go down slides, crawl up and down large padded structures, play basketball, play soccer, eat lunch, bounce on trampolines again, play chase...and then finally get a squiggling, exhausted, shrieking 2 year old into a snow suit, snow boots, hat and gloves and carry him home.
1pm: relieve the babysitter who tells me that Trix slept from 9:30 until 11:30 and then from 12:30 until now. Of course she did.
1:15pm: Vinny takes a nap and Trix is wide awake, i.e. no nap for me. Play with Trix.
2:45pm: Vinny wakes up...grumpy. I suggest we make a snowman, he agrees. So on go the snow boots, snow suit, hat and gloves. On goes Trixie's snowsuit and she gets strapped to my chest, on go my coat, hat, gloves and boots. I begin to shovel snow while hoping Vin will play, he wants my shovel but can't operate it. This makes him angry, therefore Vin screams for a half and hour as I shovel the snow with a baby strapped to my chest. Passers by look at me with disapproval.
3:30pm: I give up, sit the kids in front of the laptop and turn on a movie (Shrek)
4pm: Cook dinner
5pm: Feed 2 year old, feed 7 month old, feed self
6pm: bathe 2 year old, bathe 7 month old. Apply skin creams, put on fresh diapers and pajamas, brush 2 year old's teeth, administer nightly medications, make bottles, bottle feed 7 month old, read to both, say goodnight and then, daddy arrives home.
Needless to say, my back is a bit sore. Trampolines, snow shoveling, slides, carrying babies, not so great for the back. But we had a great time...during those brief moments when neither child was screaming.
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| Oh, no you don't, Trix. |
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| Bouncing baby boy in action. |
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| He likes to drive the black 'sports car' the best. |
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| Vin and Trix enthralled by that green ogre. |