I feel a little bit sorry for my kids because I am a boring mother this week. And I believe in the power of boredom. Eventually, they’ll entertain themselves. I hope.
It’s impossible, really, to entertain kids when you are working full-time. Besides that, I used up all my creative powers of entertainment during my first ten years of motherhood. I used to do all sorts of arts and crafts with my absolutely disinterested and impatient boys . . . my poor daughter is quite crafty and it doesn’t even occur to me to try!
Maybe tomorrow I’ll unveil some modeling clay or paints or something. The poor kid only has a kid-sized pool, a gigantic play-system (swings, slide, playhouse), ten thousand stuffed animals, a Wii, eight million books, miscellaneous plastic toys and a partridge in a pear tree.
Next week, my two youngest will head to VBS. The 12-year old will be helping and the 7-year old will be participating and it will be awesome except for the part where I have to deliver them by 9 a.m. (I am Sleepy Beauty and this will really cramp my summer style.)
Anyway, so, they are a little bored this week.
Next week we’ll all be tired and then the following week they can go back to being bored.