On Sunday afternoon, Aaron and I always feel like taking a nap. The kids do not feel the same. We try to get them to do a quiet activity so we can rest, but I usually end up hearing the pitter patter of little feet and get up to see what's going on.
The kids were quite excited about the project they produced 2 Sundays ago. Carson and Nyah said, "Don't look outside. We're making a surprise!" Lo and behold, when I was finally invited into the backyard, the playhouse had been transformed into a "Honeymoon Cafe." Unfortunately, I honeymooned alone, as Aaron could not be woken up to attend! The kids were semi-disappointed about their lone customer, but I ate enough cheese and crackers for at least 2 people. (Notice the winter hat and coat I am wearing. The cafe was a bit on the chilly side!)
After being served my meal, the kids insisted that I turn into the waitress and serve them. I think that is probably what they had in mind the entire time!
3 comments:
Sunday naps are what keep me sane. Srsly. I tell my kids unless someone's bleeding or the house is on fire....do not knock on my door or bug me. It works about 67.5% of the time.
I would have checked the cookie box, no matter the flavor!
You are the best mom ever!
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