I don't know if I really idolize her, but I do appreciate her screwy-ness. Yep. Yet another "Erinism." If you spell check this nonsense, you really need to get off the blog. Just roll with it. Which brings me to another thing I love- FRIDAY FAMILY FUN NIGHT! With the craziness of the last few months, I have been pretty slack about coming up with some elaborate good times. We have still had fun, but nothing like what I used to do. So, this morning, I threw a suggestion out there- "How about we grab some of those wood building kits we have stock piled and do a few of those?" First, the fact that I had not been pre-planning our trifecta should clue you in on my level of functioning. Then, the mere mention of doing something with a hammer should cause concern/worry/anxiety, and your fingers should be on speed dial to a nearby marriage counselor or an AA sponsor.
I post on Facebook our plans. The neighbor, who honestly does nothing more than build a new house for himself each day, thought that sounded cool. Awe. Sad. He doesn't know that there are way less "lame" things to do on a Friday night! Like, say, watch your daughter put a pair of underwear on her head and sing a song. Or have your son sing Jason Mraz songs with you. Or do a silly scavenger hunt attached to a migit running around in the house (BTW- our family scavenger hunts are like a freakin' torture exercise of will- I play hard core.) Catching fireflies on a summer night... camp fires... game night (another hard core competitive night for me)... swimming at the YMCA indoor pool...movie night...hide and seek, in the dark....oh... I think I have my inspiration again. Looking forward to making a less "lame" adventure for us next week. In the mean time....
How is it that I have found myself not fully throwing myself into our family fun? Super Saturday and Sunday Funday are fairly easy to improvise, but Fridays? Meh. I realized, that it really doesn't matter what we do, but that we do it together. I love to hang with my migits and my man. I love to laugh, sing, dance, and do all these things with my family. I don't care if we are doing something "lame" or not. I love my life.
|Finished product. Took about an hour. Yes, they are essentially boxes with wheels. Don't ask.|
|That can't be right.|
|That one screw made me want to drink.|
|Charlie does not really like to hammer. Or screw. Or anything that requires use of his hands. He enjoys dancing. I don't know why I bothered with this tonight. I need medication. Yesterday.|
|I would say that he hit this one nail, for about five minutes. Didn't get very far. After 15 minutes of mostly me hammering, we had four nails in. NAILED IT!|
|Shay has got it going on. She is better, but even this one they managed to screw up the ladder part on top. So, she doesn't have one.|
|This is a happy scene. We hadn't started yet.|
|They each picked two from the bag of maybe six? Then, we managed to complete one. Right, about that.|
|He would still be hammering if I made him do it himself. Geoff took over for me since I got an important call that I had to take. Bless his heart.|