Mr. Delusional and I enjoyed some much needed husband/wife time together as opposed to the usual mommy/daddy thing. There's a difference. A big one!
Anyhow - my mother eventually brought my kids back (yes, she had developed a bit of a twitch!) and soon after, my chosen son was back here (nicely tanned and full of stories) we were back into the swing of things. Again, it wasn't that bad because my older two were here and each on loves to be the little mother hen to the daycare children. I was more like an observer than a caretaker.
However, all blissful things must come to an end. Spring Break is over and we're back to our daily routine...and we didn't miss a beat. Iman and Isaac each asked to be woken at 530 this morning to exercise with me. No, I didn't bother waking them that early (I'm not that delusional!), but thought I'd wake them at 630 so we could have breakfast together. That didn't happen. They slept through their 7 am alarm....they slept through my 715 "wake up, you're going to be late" and their eyes barely flickered at my 730 "get up now before I get mad!"
We then had the mad dash for "I have nothing to wear" and let's not forget that "there's nothing to eat." Eventually we got through the hair combing, face washing and teeth brushing and they were off.
Apparently that was the sign for Adam and the daycare kids to go totally psycho. They fought over toys, they fought over noise, they fought over spots to sit, they fought over who was fighting. It was horrible. Then, as if someone waved a magic wand, they were nice and wonderful again....and a little while later, it was back to the fighting. Needless to say nap time came and there wasn't even a fight to get into bed. Everyone was very happy to crawl under their covers and grab some much needed sleep.
They should be waking up soon - I'm hoping they're in a good mood -- we're off to hop in puddles regardless of smiles or tears!