A Saturday At Home

I love a day at home, especially a Saturday.

It is about one o’clock in the afternoon, and it has been a great lazy day.  Last night, before starting our Friday Family night, I rallied the troops and we did a quick whole house boogie.  I motivated them by saying “wouldn’t it be great to wake up on a Saturday with NO chores to do?  Let’s do it all now!”  It worked, and because of that stroke of brilliance on my behalf last night, today has been a lovely, LAZY day.

 It has gone something like this:

Eyes open. Ears hear major sister fight. Brain thinks “maybe they can work it out without killing each other.” Fall back asleep thinking “either its a miracle they worked it out,  or- I might need a miracle to revive the one who lost” Wake up, feeling guilty that husband is up and I am not.  Read awhile in bed. Fall back asleep while reading. Get laughed at by husband because I’m still in bed-I love him! Get up, finally.  Make coffee. Look around to see a miracle-the house is still picked up.  Greet my 3 lovelies with a “good morning.” Get reminded by lovelies that it is almost afternoon.  Ignore tinge of guilt. Pass husband who is doing the budget-I love him! Eat a banana and Cheerieos for breakfast at lunchtime. Sit at computer and read my blog favorites on Google reader.  Sip my delish coffee.  Laugh-LAUGH! at this blog post and love knowing I’m not the only mom who has tried this.  See that husband bought a new Wii game for our girls-I love him!  Hear girls squeal in delight. Answer some reader emails. Ignore laundry calling my name. Comfort little lovely who has run up from the basement with a large, oozing gash on her leg from a scooter.  Wonder why scooters are in the house. Get a band-aid.  Get over the shock that they are where they are supposed to be- for once. Kisses and hug for the wounded. Wonder if the kids have had lunch. Delighted to see child munching on a carrot.  Hear husband running on the treadmill-so disciplined that man! Ignore tinge of guilt- I have only exercised once this year. Decide to write a post about this “do nothing” Saturday.  Wonder if it will bore my readers to death.  Enjoy writing it anyway.  Wonder what I will do with the rest of the day. Decide to end this as my lovely yells from upstairs…”Mooooom, can we have lunch??”