Miles smiles and waves, blowing kisses with a crooked smile beneath his pacifier (that I’m trying so hard to get rid of) saying, “See ya! See ya! Bye bye! Love ya!” as they pull out of the driveway.
I just sent my son and husband off this morning as they left to spend the weekend with my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins on our family’s farm in northwestern Illinois. On one hand I wanted to go and see everyone (who I haven’t seen in months) but on the other I have a house full of boxes, a sink full of dishes and a dryer full of clothes smacking me in the face.
I know, I know; life is about memories and moments and all that stuff and not cleaning and unpacking. So this time around Michael will be the one to make some wonderful memories with our son and the rest of the family.
That house won’t unpack itself, and there is only so much unpacking this momma can do after working all day and getting the munchkin fed and to bed. And packing with him awake – it’s like herding cats or emptying a bathtub with a teaspoon while the water is still running or any other number of clichés. I take three things out of the box and begin to put them away while Miles puts two back in; he doesn’t quite get the packing concept.
The purpose of the trip is for my awesome extended family to meet the newest member – Charlie my nephew. So Michael and Miles are tagging along too. Nearly all of the aunts, uncles and cousins will be back for the weekend along with the grandparents who live there.
Here’s to hoping that six-plus hour car drive with two little ones goes well!
So as Miles is enjoying his time playing with all of my cousins’ children, Michael is enjoying his “man time” with the “boys,” and all the aunts and cousins “ooh and ahh” over Charlie I’ll be unpacking.
And I’m OK with that.
What is your best strategy for getting things done with little ones around? Do you ever feel getting about sending them to spend time with family to get things done?