I have a love/hate relationship with weekend days and no activities on the calendar. On one hand, we can lay around our house in our pajamas and cuddle all day. Usually, we end up getting fed up or bored with each other and the day is a seemingly endless wait for bedtime. On the other hand, we have the opportunity to get out and do whatever we want on a whim. Usually, it’s a lot of work and I end up dreaming about when we can go home and relax.
I can be an uber control freak when it comes to my kids’ schedules. I don’t really like the way the description “kid’s schedules” sounds. It’s like we have zero fun and it’s all about the schedule! Don’t get me wrong – lots of days the schedule wins over fun. I really do try to be a “do whatever” mom from time to time by letting my kids lead our day. It’s hard to let go, though. The three little boys are so close in age and they have needed me for everything. Nearly every second of their time awake is still provided in some form by me. The mom.
This Sunday, the opportunity arose to “fly by the seat of our pants” and go to the Mall of America for a few hours. This way, the kids have fun doing things they want to do, mom gets out of the house for a while, and we all spend quality time together as a family.
Spending the afternoon at the MOA on a Sunday nearly killed Pete and I. Our MOA trips are usually reserved for weekday mornings. This is a total stay-at-home mom perk and I will gladly take it! Sunday, it was so busy and crowded. The rides and food lines were long. It was a lot more work than we wanted it to be.
However, seeing my kids’ face light up when they finally got to ride on the 3 minute ride they stood in line 20 minutes for, my heart melted all over the shiny MOA floor. The fact that my kids can be so patient and such good listeners, amidst complete chaos, makes me an extremely proud mother.
We rode the carousel as a family of 5 and it was one of the best 4 minutes of my life. There was plenty of, “Don’t touch that. Get off the floor. No climbing. Stop licking that.” coming from mom. There was also a lot of, “When is it our turn? I’m thirsty. I’m hungry. But, I don’t have to do potty.” coming from the kids.
It was a sweet little Sunday for me. I can’t say we’ll go back next weekend or anything, but it was the perfect amount of fun for one weekend day with nothing to do.
Did you get out this weekend and do something different?