I’m about to complain up in here. If you don’t want to read my whiny post, step back slowly and move on.
This has by far been the hardest week of my entire summer. The older boys have choir camp every day from 9:00 a.m. to 1:00 p.m. So this means I have to get everyone dressed and ready to go by 8:00 since we live a good 40 minutes from church (45 with traffic). I say 8:00 because it takes at least 10 to 15 minutes to get everyone IN the van after they are actually ready.
It makes no sense for me to take Simon and Timothy back home after dropping off Corey and Aiden and then drive all the way back into town to pick them up. It’s a big waste of gas and time. The only thing is, we’ve had to occupy ourselves in town and there are limited options.
Monday, we stayed at the church. This option is ok because there are toys in the nursery, other kids to play with for Simon, and a changing table. This is ridiculous, though: I can’t tap into any wifi at the church. Occasionally I’ll pick up a connection, only to have it die again. So frustrating! While staying at the church is the easiest option, I lose contact with the outside world for several hours except by cell phone or pigeon carrier.
We went to my mom’s the next two days. So far, this has been the best option. I mean. It’s my mom! Free food, lots of fun for Simon with toy cars, etc. I believe we are going to do that again today.
Yesterday, I thought I would be an awesome mom and take Simon to Monkey Joe’s. What three-year-old wouldn’t love to go nuts in a giant room full of bouncy castles and slides?
Mine wouldn’t. That’s who.
I paid $8.55 for Simon to practice karate moves in the middle of the joint, play with the baby toys in the baby area, and stare at the arcade games for two and a half HOURS.
At least I didn’t stage photos of him like all the other mothers there. I swear. The ones with cameras were begging their children for “OK ONE MORE!! READY, ONE TWO THREEEEEEE!!!” at the bottom of each slide. Lame.