So I feel like I keep talking about my mom being here for three and a half weeks (and my sister for 1 week of that), but I would be remiss if I didn't once again mention the awesomeness of it. I really I wish upon all of you someone who will wake up early with your kids, cook every meal, do every load of laundry, help check off your to-do list, change diapers, play with your kids, and at the end of the day get just a couch to sleep on. And never complain. (I'm hoping that's a trait that comes with age? That and living off less sleep like she seems so much better than me at too?) Wow. I was so spoiled. I really have an amazing family. Thank heavens for retirement! Although, I must admit - I always am secretly like what's the big hype about retirement? You finally reach some milestone that means you're accomplished and then you just have to do it all over with grandkids? I really think I'm going to be some crotchety old lady who is like, "Heck no - I paid my dues! Take care of your own grubby kids!"
But I better not, huh? Thank heavens someone else I know doesn't feel that way.
And now I don't think I've sat down since they left. Oh yeah, this is what my real life is like. Even with three of us here I swear we were all still busy. One night Ryan was playing with the kids and a couple of us were cleaning up after dinner. I was like - yeah, this is the way to do it - someone with the kids, someone cleaning, someone putting stuff away... And Ryan said, "Well, we could always re-instate polygamy." I'll have to admit that was the first time I thought, hmm, maybe it wasn't all that bad....
We had a great time though. Miami really is a cool place and has a lot of great stuff to do. We took a millionaire's row cruise around Star Island and Miami Beach and some of the other islands. It was cool to see who all my "neighbors" are. So weird that a mile in one direction from my house and you've got people lined down the street for the soup kitchen, and a mile the other direction you've got a pad for Tom Cruise, Oprah, Shaquille O'neal and the like. The biggest house on the island though belongs to the guy who invented Viagra. I thought that was kind of funny.
I'm really keeping my fingers crossed that I can convince her to come back in May. Ryan is on call (in the hospital, overnight) 3 Saturdays that month. Then sleeping Sunday and back to work Monday. Yuck. One more push to help us through this year that is the worst would be awesome!