Is it bad that my children have more abundant social lives than I ever did?
And that despite just wanting to sit on the couch and veg out I somehow find the time and or energy to buy and wrap gifts and then take them to all the parties they are invited to.
This weekend's parties made up for the recent lack of activity.
Eran's friend came over Saturday night and brought Bolt for the kids to watch. I made popcorn - easy enough and then I remembered that I had bought the ingredients to make a banana pudding pie, with a nilla wafer (instead of graham cracker) crust - so I did. Then it didn't quite set up right, but was yummy all the same.
We had recently been on a Target run and bought a few toys for our kids. It's a good thing, too, because those toys which had been riding around in my car for a month or so, found their way into the house and got wrapped up Sunday morning as birthday gifts.
The 6 year old got the bucket of dinosaurs or airplanes or animals - I'm not sure what-lots of pieces to keep him occupied, the 3 year old got the memory game and a princess face painting set, the 2 year old got the nerf lawn bowling set.
And I got to run kids back and forth to all the myriad events. Then of course, because they are still little, we get to stay with them.
Eran did the first party shift with the older kids - where since Yael was not specifically invited (despite the fact that it was held at her very favorite place) I spirited her away from there and to my mother's house to partake of the vats of cookie dough that lay await in her freezer. She tired of this quickly, so it was good that we only had an our to kill. When I came to pick them up at the end of the party, the older boys were glad to see Yaeli and the mother was like "for next time, siblings are invited, of course". Lot of good that does me now. And I had had such a terrible experience of overinviting and including siblings for Yoni that I was not going to inflict that on another mother.
Yael's party was at 3 so we had time for a leisurely family lunch. Then off to the races. I took the boys home and Yael and I picked up the gift for the 3 year old. It was for one of her friends from her old school that she hasn't seen in a year, so she was shy for like maybe a second. then she was enthusiastically dancing with Daphne and Ethan and still standoffish with Addy and Moriah. It was AWESOME because it was dancing and bubbles and scarves and all kinds of fun kiddie instruments. Not to mention that some of the songs they danced to were the Wiggles songs that we dance to off of YouTube in our living room. So Yael knew just what to do and I got my favorite workout in - dancing around with my giggling girl. It was exhausting for my outta shape self, but I also got to catch up with some old friends for a few minutes between putting on party hats and putting mangled straws in juice boxes and going to the potty.
Then we went to a fancy shmancy Gymboree party. Which was really a combination of the two other parties with extra languagues, some parachute "popcorn", real pizza and ice cream thrown in for good measure. I figured the kids would be worn out and full from the pizza and ice cream, but they weren't, and I had to make them some cous-cous when we got home. I was annoyed about that...first it was too hot, then it wasn't soupy enough (I worked hard to get that extra moisture absorbed)
Eran had gone solo to a friend's party because Yoni had fallen asleep and it was already late for Yaeli who had no nap. So of course, Yoni woke up the minute we hit the house and Yael fell asleep soon after eschewing her food.
Monday, October 05, 2009
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