As the antithesis to my last post, I thought I would mention
some things that are 100% MORE FUN
than they were pre-children. This is partly because it was suggested by a
friend, partly because it makes me appear less negative about my kids, and
partly because it gives me an opportunity to use the word “antithesis”.
Win-win-win.
(if you're interested in the not-so-fun list, read my previous post Do You Remember When This Was Fun?)
(if you're interested in the not-so-fun list, read my previous post Do You Remember When This Was Fun?)
Enjoy!
1. HOUSEWORK!
I have never enjoyed cleaning. Because I’m
not a freak. Now, obviously, I have always done what is necessary to make my
home livable, but it’s out of duty only. (Well, duty and peer-pressure. I
wouldn’t want my friends to have to wear a Hazmat suit to visit.) I certainly
do not clean because I enjoy it. I do not find it to be stress-relieving, or
fun, or even to give me a sense of accomplishment. It’s just one of those awful
things that is required of adults, and I do it with gritted teeth as I dream of
my home in Glory where there will be no need for cleaning products.
Enter children.
It is incredible how much fun kids think
cleaning is! I don’t know why we even bother purchasing Christmas and birthday
gifts. I could seriously hand my kids a Swiffer and a Dust Buster instead, and
they would think they had won the jackpot. I made the mistake once of sweeping
and mopping while the kids napped, and all heck broke loose. Andy was mad at me
for the rest of the evening because he had missed his chance to help.
I’ve actually broken down and purchased a
second Swiffer so that Andy can mop with me, and I foresee a third Swiffer in
the near future—our last mopping episode resulted in physical violence as
Finnick tried to wrestle said Swiffer out of Andy’s hands, and Andy began using
it as a weapon to keep Finnick away. If they are still fighting over who gets
to sweep/mop when they are teens, I will consider myself to be a very lucky
mama.
And it’s not just floors! Andy and Finnick
both love to pick up trash and throw it away. They have literally had fights
over who gets to pick up the last diaper off the ground and put it into the
trash bag. Because, obviously, picking up poopy diapers is SO MUCH FUN! It’s
practically basketball, but more extreme. After all, if you miss the basket in
basketball, no big deal. But if you miss the trash bag and that diaper comes
un-rolled… well, that could be bad.
And I’ve got to admit—cleaning isn’t so bad
when you’re doing it with a kid who thinks it’s awesome.
2. RIDING IN THE CAR!
Pre-children, car rides were simply about getting
from one place to the next. A necessity, and that’s all. I took approximately
the same route every day, so there was nothing new to see, nor is there much
you can do in a car while operating it since you’re kind of supposed to be
watching traffic. Every day was pretty much ho-hum boring, and I mostly viewed that
time as wasted.
Now, car rides are THE MOST EXCITING THING
EVER! There’s so much to SEE (A fire hydrant! A plane! A dead
skunk! A fire truck! A motorcycle! A water tower!...), there’s so
much to DO (Let’s sing! Let’s count! Let’s rhyme! Let’s ride with the
windows down! Let’s find shapes in the clouds!...),
there’s so much to EXPLORE (What’s that? And that? And that? And
that?...)! There are never two car rides alike. And I am amazed at
how many things my kids point out when we’re on the road that I have never
noticed, nor would I have ever noticed. Little things, big things, weird
things, common-place things—they aren’t really picky. Because EVERYTHING is new
and wonderful and awe-inspiring.
It’s refreshing to see things through their
eyes.
3. WAL-MART!
I’m not going to lie—I have always loved
Wal-Mart. I don’t care if it is jam-packed and there’s never enough cashiers,
even at 3:00 a.m.. I am addicted. I mean, seriously, you can find anything at
Wal-Mart. Anything in the entire world. It is like the Swiss Army Knife of
stores.
With children, Wal-Mart is even more
amazing. I did not know that was possible.
My kids LOVE Wal-Mart. As in, they get
excited when we load up in the car to go to Wal-Mart. As in, they play “Let’s
shop at Wal-Mart!” at home with their little shopping cart and cash register.
As in, Andy recognizes the landmarks surrounding Wal-Mart and will request to
go there if we’re within a 10-mile radius.
Why?
Because Wal-Mart has cheap chicken strips
in the deli that you can eat while you shop! And they have bicycles on display
all year-round that you can “test drive”! And they have a water fountain that
is the exact height needed if you are strapped into a buggy yet need a drink
and your mama is too big-fat-pregnant to lift you up to the fountain while you
guzzle for five minutes! And there’s a bathroom at the front AND the back of
the store, so you can actually pee twice in the same trip and get to use TWO
DIFFERENT restrooms! And they store their beach balls in giant bins that stretch
20 feet in the air! And while you’re looking at the balls, you’ll always see at
least one “Clearance” balloon that got away and is stuck on the ceiling!
A-stinking-mazing!
4. WATER!
Sure, everyone enjoys a nice, cool pool in
the hot summer months or a long, hot bath after a long, hard day. But other
than that, I had never really given water much thought. You drink it, you bathe
in it, end of story.
For my children, however, any water source
is automatically FUN—water in the sink, water in the bathtub, water fountains,
splash pads, puddles… Any water will do. Finnick is still in the “fascination
stage”, trying to figure out how in the world that water is appearing out of
that faucet right now when earlier there was nothing there, and why in the
world can’t he CATCH IT?! Andy is more into filling up containers and then
dumping them back out, over and over and over, just to watch the way it flows. Both
think it’s their job to splash ALL water as far and wide and high as humanly
possible. And if anyone in the house is taking a bath/shower, they can expect
two little boys to be stripping down naked right next to them, trying to crowd
their way in.
I absolutely cannot wait until my kids are
old enough to go to a full-fledged water park! It is going to be SO. MUCH. FUN!
5. ANIMALS!
I’m not one of those people who think that
pets are people, but I do like animals. Or, more specifically, mammal animals,
usually in the form of dogs and cats. True, I can’t stand to see a starving
stray on the side of the road (my husband has long made fun of me about the
amount of strays I have brought home over the years), but still we’ve managed
to keep the pets down to only one black lab.
My children are true animal-enthusiasts.
I cannot tell you how many times I have
been nearly startled into a heart attack by a random, full-blown scream out of
nowhere, run frantically to the child producing the scream expecting to see
blood or a missing limb, only to see him point and yell, “SQUIRREL!” or “BIRD!”
The first few times, I thought, “Seriously?
There are a MILLIION squirrels and birds! There’s nothing exciting about
squirrels and birds!”
Now, after about 2 ½ years of this, I find
myself holding up traffic in the Wal-Mart parking lot to point out that there
is a PIGEON perched on top of a HANDICAP PARKING SIGN. I mean, really, how cool
is that? There is NO LEDGE on a handicap sign, and there’s this big, fat pigeon
sitting there like he’s all comfortable!
No? Not incredibly interesting to you? Not
worth being run over just for a chance to witness such awesomeness? Huh.
Well, how about butterflies? Turtles? Dogs?
Rabbits? Skunks? Cats? Ants? Because any one of those can halt all activity and
conversation for an immediate inspection. And I have been completely sucked
into the fascination of it all.
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