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Yesterday my oldest children told me that they thought daycare would be fun.  And asked if they could please try it.

"You get to play and have snacks", was the argument.

This, after they had Doritos and played outside with their favorite neighbor friend.

And, frankly, I was THIS close to enrolling them.  It’s been one of those weeks, where I’m feeling like I need a serious vacation.  But I don’t want one of those fun, educational, well-organized daycares.  NOOOOOO.  I want the worst one possible.  How many parents ask for bad reviews of daycares, in hopes of sending their kids there?! 🙂

Last night I layed in bed trying to figure out how to improve morale around here.  How to get back to feeling good about being together.  How to enjoy this wonderful job of stay-at-home mother again…because the last few months I have simply been enduring it…and them.  It’s just been an effort to survive.  And they are conspiring against me because of it.  They’re wreaking havoc on every nerve that my body has. 

So after praying and pondering on solutions, this is what I came up with…we’re going to WORK. We’re going to work together on a project that will hopefully be fun at the same time.  Our backyard is a disaster.  Weeds, a trampoline with the nets torn, toys that no one wants to play with, and absolutely nothing pretty to look at.  So we’re cleaning it up, planting a garden and beautifying our space.  That’s what me and the boys will be doing for the next few months.

And I’m hoping that it will encourage better feelings…among all of us, positive memories, character-building activities, and hopefully some more appreciation for what we have together.

But if that doesn’t work…daycare, here we come.