7:00am Sutton wakes me up. She asks for milk and to watch something. I turn on Little Angel and give her milk, hoping it'll buy me another 30 minutes. No luck. She's back in 10, saying she wants a pancake. Scott is still asleep so I also go down to the basement and feed the dogs.
While the pancake is warming up, I get out the very sticky bottle of syrup (these people cannot keep a syrup bottle clean and I don't know how to solve this problem). I make coffee and here comes Wells, asking for a pancake. They're leftover from yesterday. It's not even 7:30 and this is, regrettably, "sleeping in" for my kids. We were up til 11pm watching the Bills/Ravens game the night before. I also had not cleaned up the kitchen before bed. Great start to a Monday and my allergies are killing me after a day outside at the zoo on Sunday.
Also they both like their pancake different ways, I can never quite remember, and someone is always unhappy (Sutton: cut up, to dip in syrup. Wells: NOT cut up, syrup on top but "not soggy").
7:45am Everyone is settled, so I sit down at my computer to do a few things and look over my to-do list for the day. I also drink coffee at this point and start in on folding the laundry I've been ignoring for days.
I always set the homeschool work out the night before but it gets pushed aside and they watch tv and play until about 9am. (This doesn't and won't bother me but this is not how the internet tells you to homeschool, you know?)
9:00am Wells sits down to do his independent work and so does Sutton. She lasts about 10 minutes. He usually finishes as fast as possible but for the first time ever, he's really into the drawing/sketching part and he goes for like an hour with it.
At some point in here, I gave up with Sutton and she takes the iPad to go watch something. She asks me for food multiple times, Unfortunately, grocery pick-up is coming up so we don't have her favorites on hand. Wells and I eat leftover pizza (my breakfast) and then she settles in to draw. We painfully finish Language Arts around 11:45. It was a very hard morning. Mondays aren't great and it makes me rethink taking Fridays off for co-op. We lose too much momentum with a 3-day weekend.
11:30am I switch out laundry, clean out the fridge, run the dishwasher, and then get ready while Wells does his independent reading time.
12:00pm I pack up all the dog things and we go for our walk. The park is a 5 minute drive and it's flat and fine for a 3 year old so that's why I do this route. This includes prepping a backpack with water, bags, dish, electronic collars, leashes, remote...it's an undertaking but I've streamlined it. But since Sunday Kristin had not cleaned out the car or the backpack after the zoo trip, Monday Kristin had to spend extra time dealing with that today.
12:45pm Head home from the park and drop off the dogs. I make Wells gather up the toys he left all over the yard the night before and deliver a stray shoe to his friend's house (yes, a shoe) and then we go to Walmart for our grocery pick-up. Blessedly, this is also a less than 10 minute drive. We go in the store because I forgot to add Flonase to my order and then we also looked at shoes. Then we pick-up and go to the post office to drop off a Poshmark box for an item I sold.
1:45pm Get home, unpack, make lunch (they eat pb&j and crackers and fruit just about every day because that's what they want)
2:30pm Wells does his math work, independently. I'm pushing him through quickly to get to the more challenging curriculum I bought a couple of weeks ago, so we're doing 2 lessons a day. Sutton falls asleep on the couch. I check the math and then I take a quick nap while Wells plays. I try to get him to watch a Youtube video about Mars (we're supposed to be studying space but I don't like the curriculum) but he doesn't want to.
3:45pm The neighbor kids get home from school and Wells shoots out the door with his walkie-talkie. This means I have to be awake and I know I will not see him til dinner. They ride scooters, play in backyards, build things, dig holes, whatever. I start prepping dinner and pull out cookie dough I'd planned to bake the other day and never got around to doing.
4:10pm Scott gets home. He quickly takes Sutton outside and grills the chicken I have ready. He has a meeting online at 5:00 so he hides out in the basement. Sutton watches a read aloud and plays some games on The Good and the Beautiful app while I make dinner and talk on the phone. I also bake those cookies. Eventually she goes out in the backyard with the other kids and they catch a toad and make him a habitat in a bucket (no idea where this toad is currently residing). Sutton also helps me feed the dogs.
6:30pm Scott goes out for a motorcycle ride and I get Sutton into the tub by giving her a cookie and she plays in there for at least an hour. I'm cleaning up the kitchen, the floor, etc. Scott comes home and I convince him to hang these shelves in Sutton's room by asking nicely and also saying it's "for Sutton". This works.
7:21pm The battle of getting Wells into the house begins. His friends are outside. He wants to play. He will not come in without a fight. It's really hard to say no to this rationale. They ride their scooters until dark (8pm) and finally he comes in at 8:22. He can't get the garage door shut. Scott has to go look at it. The trailer is blocking it.
8:20pm I get Sutton to brush her teeth and into bed. We read one book. She calls me back in multiple times. It's Wells' turn to play in the tub for an hour (apparently). I work on this post.
9:00pm Wells is out of the tub and onto second dinner. This happens every night and drives me insane because it means he never gets to bed. He barely eats earlier because he's busy playing so, post-bath, he always eats again.
9:20pm Scott and I watch the last episode of School Spirits, season 2 (because the Bears and the Vikings are completely uninteresting on MNF) and I do some stretching on the floor. He falls asleep, I research science curriculum for a bit and then go to bed by 11:00.
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