After Ransom was born, we hit the ground running this summer, and it has been busy! This is the same for us every year as Jake works for the local minor league baseball team on their tech crew during baseball season in addition to his full time job. So basically for 3-5 days at a time, we will kiss him goodbye in the morning and I won’t see him again until 11:00 that night. Quite often I’m in my pajamas when he leaves and in my pajamas when he comes home. Usually the fall is a nice break for us, but this year the fall isn’t going to really slow down at all, so we decided to carve in some time for a staycation. I use the phrase ‘carve in some time’ quite literally, as we truly didn’t have any 3-4 day stretches of unoccupied time at all between July and Thanksgiving (Lord have mercy). But for Labor Day weekend we decided to make it happen. It was a really lovely break in which we basically holed up at home together for four straight days.
The only thing on our agenda was to take the big boys to ride go karts. Shepherd has been talking non-stop for weeks about building a go kart. It’s one of those things that we thought ‘bless his heart, he’ll talk about this for a while and then move on to something else.’ But ummm, he hasn’t. Then I thought, ‘my dad would looove to do this kind of project with him.’ But ummm he wasn’t quite as excited about it as I thought he’d be. Then I looked up DIY go kart kits. But ummmm they’re like $750 on the low end. And there is welding involved. SO I thought, well we can at least take them to drive go karts.
We planned our day – Friday, when kids were still in school so it wouldn’t be busy. I printed off some bogo coupons for the place we were going, and we were off. Everyone was soooo excited. I mean SO excited. We arrived, we confirmed that Rhett met the minimum height requirements, we bought our tickets, and headed to the track. What happened next can only be described as an epic failure. First, they got in the cars, got buckled up, and then decided they were too scared and got out. Then I pep-talked them into just giving it a try. Twenty minutes later, they did. Rhett got in and made a two laps. Shep finally got out on the track and made one lap and then pulled back into the parking station because he thought that was all he was allowed to do (bless his little consciencious heart). We couldn’t talk Shep back onto the track because he was worried that he was in trouble for bumping into the side and he was kinda scared his car was going to start a fire. Rhett stopped because Shep stopped and we decided we were done. As we are walking back to the car they changed their minds and begged to go back. After really impressing upon them the importance of following through this time, we headed back. Shep changed his mind AGAIN, and Rhett wanted to go but wouldn’t go without Shep. Shep wouldn’t budge, Rhett starts crying. We finally get Shep to agree to go and he finally finds his stride and goes around and around and LOVES it. Rhett makes one lap and pulls into the parking station to ‘take a break.’ What is wrong with my children???? A break?!? He finally gets back out there and immediately starts crying histerically because he’s having a hard time turning his wheel in time to avoid hitting the sides of the course. He completely loses it in the middle of the track. Bless the Lord oh my soul, no one else was there so it didn’t matter. I finally get Rhett calmed down enough to get out of the car and we tell Shep to wrap it up.
Please keep in mind several things. Firstly, that it is August. August. We are outside. The sun is beating down on us and we are sweating buckets. Secondly, the poor young man who works the mini go karts is having to set up and move and push these little go karts every single time our kids get out of them. In the hot hot sun. He had the BEST attitude, and really thought the whole thing was amusing. I asked him if this is normal, if it’s ever happened before. Nope. No it hasn’t. When we finally did leave an hour and a half after we had arrived (no joke) Rhett is still crying because Shep was so much better at driving than he was, and Shep is saying that this was ‘literally the best day ever.’ So I had one boy who was having lots of feelings and one boy who was basically a white girl on Instagram.
The next evening after we had put the boys to bed, I decided to take a nice relaxing bath. It was staycation and I was going to get my relax on!! I had my epsom salts, my essential oils and my book and it was lovely. I sank into the hot water and breathed in the tranquility. Don’t you love a nice bath? Baths make me happy. So there I was soaking up some happiness, when all of a sudden a wee boy pops his head in.
“Mommy I have to go tinkle.”
“Why don’t you go tinkle in your bathroom?”
“Because Shep is pooping in there and it might take a HOUR!”
“Actually I need to go poop!”
~gets on the toilet before I can stop him~
“Hey Buddy next time you need to go poop and I’m in the bathtub, you need to go over to the playroom bathroom so I don’t have to smell it.”
And then dear reader, this kid proceeds to bring forth the most foul smelling BM imaginable. And takes his time doing it. The whole time, he’s sitting there discussing the plot line to the Diego episode he watched that afternoon, like it ain’t no thang! I sigh, and have to acknowledge that my lovely bath is now through. There will be no recovering the previously tranquil atmosphere now. Tranquility has been pushed aside with a jolt of reality. Fortunately my jolt was pretty darn cute. Life with boys I tell ya. Today as I was digging around in on the of the drawers in the refridgerator I found an Angry Birds bandaid stuck to the inside of the drawer. I hope it wasn’t removed from a boo-boo and then placed inside my fridge next to my food, but I guess I’ll never know.
That last story has nothing to do with our staycation, but you enjoyed it anyway right? Who doesn’t love a good ‘bandaid where it doesn’t belong’ story? Also please disregard the rambling nature of this post and its lack of proper writing. Good writing and proper proof reading are so not at the top of my priority list these days :-).