Keeping It Real

B-Mama suggested that we start a periodic column telling some of the less than perfect realities.  I want to add at the outset that my goal, in my less than perfection, is to remain loving and cheerful (love perfects all things), so this is NOT to be taken as complaining or denigrating the life of the family, just to give our readers a little window into the everyday foibles that even we Tigers face.

I can think of no better real scenario to begin with than this:

We got home at midnight last night, six kids in tow, from Christmas in New York.  The kids are exhausted, as am I, but strangely they are awake and hungry.  We are out of bread and milk.  I am serving cheese nachos and scrambled eggs for breakfast!

I have certain Mommy mantras, which come from this blog and other sources:  for example, do you all remember Red’s Burnt Cake (when you are trying to do too many things at once, one of them is bound to fail)?  Well, when you make something out of nothing, Nachos for Breakfast.

Cleaning House for the Holidays

We are hosting Christmas this year, and since my blood pressure has been a bit high, I’m trying to rest as much as possible in these last weeks of pregnancy.  My parents will do most of the cooking at my home on Sunday, but I’m trying to keep this house in some semblance of order prior to Saturday.  I’ve solicited the help of my older two children in this regard, as I bark orders from the sofa.  They did a lot of cleaning for me yesterday, and I was quite impressed.  This morning I wandered into the schoolroom and discovered their battle plan.  Gianna had posted the following notice for her siblings (this is the unedited version)–

Rules for Makeing the house Neater–

1.  When you leve the room clean it up

2.  Clean up the room before playing

3.  Don’t play with a lot of toys

4.  Don’t make really cool things (ouch!)

5.  Try not to cut paper

6.  Keep small and breakable things away from Claire

7.  Don’t let the babys get markers

8.  Don’t let the babys get sicors (scissors)

With the exception of #4, which stung a bit, not a bad list.

 

A Strategy for Presents

Red let her son open my Christmas gift as soon as the package came, which meant that, to my good fortune, my gift got to stand alone instead of being part of a pile on Christmas morning.  He was really excited about it, and even called to thank me.  I think that it would be great if each gift got that sort of pride of place, but it is difficult in the rush of Christmas for a child to really stop, think, and appreciate each present.  Enter the Wednesday pile.

After the gifts are opened on Christmas morning and one or two are selected for immediate play, most things will go to a shelf in the basement called the Wednesday pile.  Wednesday is our day without outside activities, and while we all need the break mid week, by February, Wednesday can seem like a very long and lonely day.  Thus, Wednesday becomes the day to take out a new Lego set, board game, book or toy from the pile and then that present gets the child’s full attention for several days.  On this day, I am more free to help and participate if it is a new toy or game which requires set up or supervision.

With this strategy in place, our Christmas fun lasts through most of the long gray days of winter, keeping the children occupied and helping us all to avoid cabin fever.  We are able to find a proper home for a new gift rather than feeling like we are drowning in toys, and I can gradually cull old things that are out grown.

As you all know, I have some issues with clutter, and December 26th used to be a sad, sad day in our house, I would just sit overwhelmed looking at the gifts, even my own, and wondering where it would all go.  Eventually, I began to stress about this feeling througout December, and it really turned me into a grinch.  Before you judge me for this, just think about the multiplier effect.  If each of my children receive just four presents, that is 24 presents, and because they are close in age, it is likely to be 24 toys.

Now that I have a working plan in place, I watch with joy as my children open the gifts that thoughtful relatives have selected for them, because I know that this gift will not just become lost in a pile by New Years, but will instead provide us with fun, anticipation and things to do together for many months to come.  This year, my children already know that it is coming, and they must have liked it because they have asked about it and are looking forward to it.  A “plan” really frees a parent from being the bad guy — when the children know and expect the plan, it is not you taking away the gifts, it is just the plan.  It helps a lot that the plan comes with my promise to play with them each Wednesday and help them enjoy their new gift, and it is good for me to have a time when I really plan to lay on the floor and build Legos, otherwise I am always saying “not right now,” so the plan helps all of us.

I have found that it is really helpful to look at what your holiday stressors are and see what might be done to make this time of year more joyful — one lesson that I have finally learned is that I cannot change or control other people, and I should not try, so instead of, for example, continuing to ask them to give us fewer gifts or experiences instead of gifts (honestly, I don’t even want that many experiences on our schedule at this point!), I just needed to find a way to manage the gifts which suited my needs and goals.  It is just another example of what Kat called setting yourself up for success.  Oh, and I fully acknowledge that this is completely a first world problem and that complaining about too many gifts is irrational, which is why I am glad that you won’t find me doing it anymore!

“Best Dinner Ever”

In Texas we get cold rain instead of snow, which is not nearly so Winter Wonderland-ish as the white powder. It’s cold, dreary and very, very muddy. The kind of mud that sucks up mud boots of little boys and has my washing machine churning through the heavy duty cycle. Since we’ve been fighting generic winter colds, I’ve been low on energy and creativity.

Enter an easy dinner to make life just a bit simpler.

I warmed tomato soup from a box on the stove and made some grilled cheese and bacon sandwiches. For the first time ever, I didn’t even stand over the stove cooking bacon, but laid it out on foil on a cookie sheet and popped it into the over. This is how restaurants do it…I don’t know why I haven’t done it before. So easy and zero clean up.

It was declared the “Best Dinner Ever,” especially since the boys could dip their sandwiches into their soup, ranking it behind my (in)famous nacho dinners when Dad is gone. Got to remember to keep this one on the back burner.