I've got one goal this summer. (I had two, but the muffin top seems to be melting. How? More cardio or maybe not-so-fitted shirts. Either way, I am declaring myself the winner. Suck it, fat!) So, my single goal this summer is to tucker the Doobies out -- or die trying. I'm betting the latter happens. How do you keep up with a 5 and 6 year old? C'est impossible!
The first day of vacation, Madan escalated the boredom threat to orange. I freaked out. Every 10 minutes, my thoughts were interrupted with whines of, "I'm borrrred. What can I do NOWWWW?"
"Play with one of the 6,000 toys you have that are littering this house?" I offered.
"They're all borrrring." was the answer.
"Then just be bored." was my advice.
"What?"
"Be bored. It's good to be bored. In fact, I read an article that says kids aren't bored enough these days. They're too scheduled. So be bored. Besides, you do your best work when you're bored."
The next thing I knew, Madan was cutting apart corrugated boxes and making a miniature golf course in the family room. Shiz. The problem with bored in our house is that it makes a big mess. Luckily, Madan's boredom inspired me. I decided to make swimming the cornerstone of our summer plans and make the Doobies eat, sleep and breathe the water. We're not doing camps. We're not finding high-priced activities to engage them. The Doobies are going to swim until they grow flippers and croon like a Humpback. They're going to swim until they get mistaken for bacon and petition the principal to re-open school early. They're going to swim until I think they're wearing white bathing suits, but they're really naked. Ooooh. Ewww.
We're on Day 5 of Operation Wiped Out and today, the Doobies begged me to stay home in the afternoon. They're not fighting. They're not ripping the house apart. They're quietly playing. I've got my "Mission Accomplished" banner flying high...that is, until it rains.
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