We always lose our routines on the weekend. Or maybe we don’t lose our routine, but it is really just a different routine altogether. The weekend is all about sleeping in and kicking back. This morning, the boys woke up at 10:30. By the time I had breakfast made, it was after 11:00. That would explain why we had lunch at 3:15. As soon as lunch was finished, I jumped in the car and drove for 3 hours so I would be at my school tomorrow. I will be away until Wednesday. Then I will leave again and be home Friday night. (Eight more work days until Spring Break! I can do this.)
When I arrived in Springfield, I received the following photo and text from my youngest son.
This is dinner when you are gone.
Yes, a can of coke (left from lunch-this kid can nurse one soda across four states!), vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce, and M&Ms.
My older son left the house for rehearsal at 1:30 today. I won’t see him again until Thursday night at his baseball game. I am missing his first baseball game of the season tomorrow night. He said to me this afternoon, “Maybe you should quit working and be a stay at home mom so you can see all my games.”
I replied by asking this simple question, “Are you going to give up eating?”
(For those of you who have not been blessed with parenting teenage boys, you need to know teenage boys eat an ENORMOUS amount of food! You can’t even imagine how much food. I have two boys. Our weekly grocery bill is ridiculous.)
He smiles in response to my question.
“I guess I’ll see you Thursday night, Mom. I love you,” he says as he wraps his arms around me and squeezes tight.
“I love you, too,” I say as I return the squeeze.
Can’t keep my kids on a routine during the weekend. Ice cream for dinner. Ice cream with soda. Missing the first baseball game of the season. Not seeing my children until Thursday night. Neither of my children eating a vegetable today unless you count salsa or ketchup as a vegetable. I can’t remember if they ate a vegetable yesterday now that I think about it. And entirely too much of their time spent playing video games.
This is why I will not be receiving the Mom of the Year Award.