Monday, January 13, 2014

A Day in the Life of... {Winter}

Make-believe cameras followed my family around on Monday, January 13,  2014 to document every single mundane moment of our day. Here is a glimpse into a single day in our lives.  

7:10 a.m.
Both boys are still asleep. It's a preschool day, so we have to actually stick to a schedule instead of the lazy mornings we prefer. I jump in the shower. A few minutes in, Spencer pops his head around the curtain to tell me he's awake. I finish showering, dress and hunt down Spencer in his room. I catch him with a mouth full of food, trying to hide it behind his puppies. After a little prodding, he finally admits he pilfered a Poptart from the kitchen. He hid the wrapper under his pillow, which seems to be the destination for his hoarding stash.

7:34 a.m.
Ashton awakes. We venture into the kitchen for breakfast.

7:51 a.m.
I quickly scrounge up some photos of Spencer for preschool. He's the Student of the Week, and I procrastinated until the very last second, of course. Spencer slowly dresses himself, easily becoming distracted. His pants are on backwards. When I tell him, he says he likes them that way. I don't make him fix them. I dress Ashton and then the boys play for a few minutes while I finish getting ready. Spencer wanders into my bathroom with a drawing for me. He tells me it's a different kind of rainbow. The dog does her business and then it's a mad rush to get us out the door. Spencer claims he can't get his boots on. Ashton won't sit still so I can put on his. I lug their jackets, the grocery totes, the library bag full of the old books, my purse, coffee and water and usher them out the door.

8:16 a.m.
We're finally buckled in the van and off to preschool. The boys strangle-hug each other before Spencer goes into his classroom.

8:56 a.m.
Ashton and I go grocery shopping. As soon as we walk into the store, he asks about his cookie. We wander through the produce section before stopping at the bakery for his free cookie. It's a quick shopping trip since we didn't need much. The one bonus about winters in Minnesota is being able to leave your groceries in your car while you run other errands. Your car is basically a fridge/freezer in these conditions. 

9:37 a.m.
We arrive at the library before it opens, so I let Ashton sit in the passenger seat while we wait. When he becomes antsy and I cannot tolerate anymore button-pushing, knob-turning, steering wheel-grabbing, we meander outside to wait. Luckily it's a nice day. 33 degrees. A nice change from the polar vortex last week.

10:00 a.m.
The library opens. After returning our old books, we go our separate ways in the children's section. Ashton wanders from the computer to the legos and finally settles in a chair to read. Once I'm done filling the bag with books (Owls and Octopus for our letter O week, as well as other random fiction ones), I join Ash on the chair and we read together. 

10:39 a.m.
Back in the van, we head back to our rural farm town to pick up Spenc from preschool. I spy the Student of the Week poster by his classroom and grin as I read it. I snap a picture and send it to my husband, knowing he'll get a kick out of all the hunting-related answers.

11:17 a.m.
We're home. Ash plops on the floor, suddenly very whiny and crabby. Spencer helps me put away the groceries. He's a really good helper if you catch him in the right mood. He bores of the task and decides to investigate the new library books instead. Eventually, both boys pull up a chair and help me make lunch.

11:42 a.m.
We sit down for lunch. Mac 'n Cheese again. I prepare a project while we eat. After I clean up the lunch mess, we fly through a letter O project. The boys are motivated to hurry. We get to play outside today.

12:14 p.m.
We suit up, grab the sled and head across the street where we watched a tractor dump a bunch a snow last week. They've been dying to play in it since.

1:03 p.m.
We're back inside and are settling down for naps. I read to the boys separately in their rooms. Spencer has been fighting naps for a while now and I end up spending the majority of my break ushering him back into his room. We're trying something new now. I set him up in his bed with books, paper and coloring pencils. He doesn't have to sleep, but he does have to stay on his bed to get that much needed downtime. It's been working so far. Mostly he doesn't sleep and sometimes I still have to intervene, but he's at a tricky age where he's teetering on giving up naps completely.

2:59 p.m.
Ashton is making noises, but Spencer's room is quiet. I sneak into his room to find him asleep. I quietly close the door and go into Ashton's room to get him. He tells me he wants to "nuggle" on the couch and have a snack. We watch Max and Ruby.

3:36 p.m.
Spencer joins us in the living room, looking cranky he fell asleep. He eats a snack while Ash sits on the little potty. He's nowhere near ready to potty train, but we're slowly introducing the idea to him. He's much too in love with peeing in his "deepers" and being a baby still.

4:22 p.m.
Tonight is Spencer's first night of basketball. It starts at 5:30, so we have to rush through an early supper to make it there on time. The boys help me make bagel pizzas. They eat more pepperoni and cheese than actually help. Once Dave is home we eat.

5:02 p.m.
Spencer isn't done eating when it's time to go, so he brings his to go. The moon is especially bright tonight. I point it out to the boys and they proceed to talk about it the entire 20 minute ride. Apparently, Spencer is learning about moons at preschool this week.

5:29 p.m.
Parking at the Y is nearly impossible, especially on an event night. Dave drops off me and Spencer, and then he circles around with Ashton to find a parking spot. They meet us in the gym a while later. Spencer is really excited for basketball. Unlike soccer, he can actually touch the ball. He is put on the yellow team and he eagerly goes with them. We watch from the bleachers as he smoothly integrates into the lessons. Beforehand we gave him the rundown on the rules--listen, behave, keep your hands to yourself--but this sport is actually holding his attention. He doesn't need our intervention to stay on course. Ashton is itching to join his big brother. He isn't content to sit on the sidelines and watch. Next year, buddy; next year is your turn. Once the practice is over, Spencer runs over to us and nearly tackles Ashton with another strangle-hug. 

6:56 p.m.
We're home again. It's bedtime for Ashton. It's my turn. We read, pray, and talk about our day. Ashton's favorite part is getting groceries and then coming home. He loves being home.

7:41 p.m.
Dave readies Spencer for bed. Then I come in to pray with them. He has to demonstrate how owls can't move their eyes, but instead move their heads all the way around. All this thanks to the library books I brought home. Once Spenc is finally tucked in bed, we pray and talk about our day. Spencer's favorite part is basketball. He says his team won the race, which they most definitely did not. In fact, they were dead last.

7:48 p.m.
We close Spencer's bedroom door and breathe a sigh of relief. Now it's our time.

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