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Monday, January 23, 2012

Redefining Sundays

Vaguely, I recall Sunday mornings without Abbey and Dylan: long runs, hot showers, a nap in the middle of the day, cleaning the house to prepare for the upcoming week.

Responsibilities were cushioned with late brunches or nights wrapped around a warm mug of coffee at our favorite coffee shop.

Kids change the concept of a lazy Sunday.

After missing too many days at the gym, I hurried out this Sunday, throwing together a quick breakfast before leaving. Ryan and I talked briefly as I poured my coffee, and he rushed out the door for his soccer game.

Games and toys and puzzles and what seemed like a million beads were pulled from cupboards and baskets to litter the floor as I tried to contain the hurricane of toys propelled by two young children still in their pajamas at ten o’clock on a Sunday morning.

I realized my “safe” shelf in the downstairs linen closet was now reachable by Abbey’s growing arms when I came out of the shower to find Dylan playing his version of dress up.


The wood floors I’d steamed the day before were already showing the crumbs of meals eaten half in and half out of chairs, Dylan finding hilarity in pushing himself an arm’s length away from the table, precariously gripping the edge until Abbey or I got up to push him back to his placemat.

A bird lost its way into our chimney, unable to find its way out, flapping against the fireplace screen, scaring Dylan and fascinating Abbey, both of them unwilling to move from the living room or talk about anything else until it calmed down.

Around one o’clock, I could feel their energy levels reaching the fever pitch of kids dangerously close to lunch and nap time.

An image from Pinterest popped into my head, and I gambled that the novelty of hot dog octopuses would pique their interest and keep them at the dining room table for more than three minutes.

hot dogs and noodles-two favorites at our house

Ryan walked through the door as the spaghetti softened in boiling water, diffusing their energy to balance between the two of us, making it easier to burst into laughter when Dylan’s excitement about octopus arms slid to a halt when he figured out he was supposed to eat them.
cut raw hot dogs into segments, stick spaghetti through dogs
cook in boiling water for 7-8 minutes

Deftly, I slid food around plates, all of the octopuses on hers, all of the plain hot dogs on his. Over an hour later, we finally got them both dressed and out running errands.

Lazy Sundays will resume in approximately ten years.  Taking a nap in the middle of the day sounds lovely, but I might miss the octopuses.



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  • At January 23, 2012 at 7:24 AM , Anonymous Alison@Mama Wants This said...

    I don't even remember Sunday mornings pre-children!

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 9:00 AM , Anonymous Angela said...

    They were more relaxing, but I don't think they were as fun.  Most of the time :)

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 9:10 AM , Anonymous Cameron (CDG) said...

    Felix would love the idea of the octopi, but he actually has food touching. He doesn't do food touching.

    And I miss lazy Sundays...

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 9:18 AM , Anonymous Angela said...

    That was so Dylan!  He would pick them up and get all excited: "Mommy! Otdog Otapus! Daddy! Otapus!"  Then he looked at me all crazy when I told him to eat them and started pulling off the noodles and throwing them on the floor :)

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 9:34 AM , Anonymous Missy | Literal Mom said...

    Cute!  My youngest is now halfway through 4 and I'm hesitant to say it, but Sundays are getting a *little* less chaotic.  A little.  Glad you got to the gym!

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 9:46 AM , Anonymous Hines-Sight Blog said...

    Love the octupus.  These are some tiring days, and honestly, as I went up for the second time to my oldest child's room at 9 pm to put him back to bed, I came down the stairs, and thought, "One day I will miss this, but right now, I just want them to go to bed." 

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:52 AM , Anonymous Christine Hanolsy said...

    This sounds eerily familiar... Only, I miss Sunday evenings too, when the chores have been done, the kitchen is clean, the laundry is folded, and we can settle in for an hour or two of TV and a glass of wine without worrying about how many times the baby will wake up in the night, and if we'll be walking zombies the next day. On the other hand, there's nothing quite like peeking in on our beautiful sleeping boys...

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 11:31 AM , Anonymous Emmy said...

    There is definitely nothing quite as wonderful as a Sunday nap- but yes, life sometimes just doesn't work.  I have seen those hotdogs on pinterest but a yet to make them.
      Beautifully written.

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 12:42 PM , Anonymous Lady Jennie said...

    We don't have any lazy weekend day because Sat mornings I teach English in our home (and my husband takes the kids swimming) and Sunday morning we go into Paris for church and don't get home til at least 1.  I suppose its not so bad - it makes us appreciate the vacations more.

    But I do miss that being able to hop of to a movie or the gym any time I feel like it (days from my single life where all I ever wanted was to get married and have kids).  So ironic.

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 4:07 PM , Anonymous molly said...

    Oh, I love the octopuses. What a great idea! I shouldn't even try to clean the floors anymore. It's a waste of my time with two little munchkins on my hands.

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 4:20 PM , Anonymous Rachel Voorhees said...

    What a clever idea!!!

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 4:35 PM , Anonymous beautifulspitup said...

    This is such a neat idea! I'll definitely have to try it for my little dude. He loves hot dogs and noodles. Thanks for sharing!

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 5:09 PM , Anonymous Julie Gardner said...

    Oh my goodness. All the good ideas came after my kids grew up. 
    I'm sure of it.

    Not that they're COMPLETELY grown.

    But I do have my lazy Sundays back. So.
    They're not my babies anymore.

    And yep. I miss the octopuses. 
    (Figuratively, of course. There was no Pinterest in 2002.)

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 5:12 PM , Anonymous Miss Marina Star said...

    Oh how I miss those lazy Sundays. I am so looking forward to ten years from now and a nap after a long morning run!

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 5:18 PM , Anonymous jesterqueen1 said...

    I love it. He ate the hot dog. Without the arms that you had put in there to get him to eat the hot dog. That is SO like a kid.

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 7:35 PM , Anonymous John said...

    I remember Sunday mornings...working out, heading to church, having far too big of a lunch, then a "special workout" in bed, and then a nap, waking up whenever, to catch up on the DVR while drinking myself into a stupor before the start of the work week.

    I miss those days, surely, but those days never, ever involved hot dog octopii.

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 9:26 PM , Anonymous Natalie @MamaTrack said...

    First, I so get the sentiment. I love the craziness. But lazy, just sometimes, would be nice too.

    Second, what a brilliant lunch idea!

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:38 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    Well, one out of two of mine thought it was brilliant.  Dylan thought it was amazing UNTIL he realized he was supposed to eat them :)

    I love the crazy, too.  But there are fleeting moments where I think, "hmm, it would be nice to just lay around for the day." 

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:39 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    No, they didn't.  And one day, the house will be quiet again, I will try to make my husband eat a hot dog octopus or sandwiches cut into little shapes, and he will officially chalk me up as nuts :)

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:42 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    I know, right?  He is a lover of the hot dog, so I shouldn't have messed with it.  The spaghetti was more to amuse Abbey, which it did :)

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:43 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    Yes!  I am glad I'm not the only one.  I will, of course, miss the morning snuggles and dying waffles pink, but a nap is just a perfect Sunday activity.

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:46 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    There was the primitive Pinterest.  Things ripped out of magazines to be shoved into drawers never to be seen again :)  Such a shame.

    But there was also no You Tube or Facebook during my college shenanigans, so I can't complain too much.

    I know I will miss it when they're sleeping in and then want to go out with their friends, and I actually have the quiet house I imagine I want.

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:46 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    Thanks for reading :)  It is so easy!  And if he doesn't like it, just pull out the noodles, and all is well.

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:47 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    I can't take credit.  Though I did DO it, so I'll take a little bit of credit :)

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:47 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    I know!  How does the floor get dirty so quickly?  I don't understand.  I mean, I get it, but still!

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:53 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    Isn't it funny?  I was like that, too, so excited to have the kiddos running around :)

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:54 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    Thanks Emmy!  The hot dogs are so simple.  And if they're not a hit, well, it's just a hot dog :)

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:56 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    I miss Sunday nights, too.  We used to go for dinner, then go have coffee and plan our weeks out.  Maybe watch a movie...

    I just try to remember that one day we'll have time like that again, and then we'll miss their little, needier days.

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 10:59 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    Yes, I know that feeling.  Mine go to bed fine.  And then wake up right when I want to go to sleep...again and again and again.

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 11:00 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    Thanks Missy.  So when they're 4 & 6 I might get to sit down in one room without being terrified of what's happening in the other?

     
  • At January 23, 2012 at 11:36 PM , Anonymous Kimberly said...

    Those hot dogs are such a cute idea! Now if only my kids would eat hot dogs. Or pasta. Or anything besides chicken nuggets!

    I know what you mean about the lazy Sundays. I love the craziness, but I sure would love to take a breather!

     
  • At January 24, 2012 at 8:29 AM , Anonymous Kimberly said...

    There is nothing NOTHING better than a lazy Sunday. Nope.
    Naps are heavenly and even better on Sundays for some reason.
    Those hotdogs? are awesome. So going to try that!

     
  • At January 24, 2012 at 9:24 AM , Anonymous Nancy C said...

    Oh, brunch. I do miss brunch. And reading the paper. And...making myself hot dog octopus.

    All childless women do that, right?

    I think my fav detail was the bird. That's just the icing on the crazy cake.

     
  • At January 24, 2012 at 1:15 PM , Anonymous Brandi said...

    I'm with everyone else - the octopuses (octopi?? whatever) are GENIUS. 

     
  • At January 24, 2012 at 9:16 PM , Anonymous Robin | Farewell Stranger said...

    So true, and yet I find myself mourning those quiet days lately. 

     
  • At January 25, 2012 at 6:48 PM , Anonymous Greta said...

    This sounds like my house. And the other day when you said "hot dog octopuses", I thought you meant the ones you just slice partway up and boil until they curl up. This is a lot of fun, too!

     
  • At January 30, 2012 at 12:07 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    Giggling...my kids are picky, too.  The funny thing is they DON'T like chicken nuggets, which is proof that there's no way to predict likes and dislikes!

     
  • At January 30, 2012 at 12:07 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    The hot dogs are so easy!  And naps...how I love a good nap.

     
  • At January 30, 2012 at 12:08 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    Oh that bird!  Dylan still walks past the fireplace warily: "Birdie flew 'way? Bye birdy?"

     
  • At January 30, 2012 at 12:14 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    And so easy!  I am a big fan of the easy genius things.

     
  • At January 30, 2012 at 12:15 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    There comes a time when even the most lovely chaos is still chaos.  Hugs to you my friend.

     
  • At January 30, 2012 at 12:15 PM , Anonymous Angela said...

    Oh, those are good ones, too!  Abbey loved the noodles, but I will have to stick to the cut ones for Dylan!

     

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