Someone in the last post asked about our daily schedule and I realized I hadn't done one of those in a while. They're fun for me to go back and read later- we so rarely capture the mundane, but it's the mundane that dictates so much of our life. So without further ado, here's our Thursday!
5:00 a.m.: JP wakes up to go swim. He's very stealthy and I usually manage to stubbornly stay asleep.
7:00 a.m.: I'm up (or should be; today I wasn't, but I have a cold and flirted with calling in sick). JP gets home and rousts the kids from their beds and starts getting breakfasts and lunches ready. My job in the morning is solely to get myself out the door by 7:30, though lately it's been more like 8. L&C pretty much take care of themselves- getting dressed, brushing teeth, and eating breakfast. Cora is usually left sleeping until 7:30 or so when JP swoops in and dresses her and sets her in her high chair to push around some cheerios and enjoy a nice YoToddler organic yogurt squeezey pack. Backpacks are packed the night before, and, if I was in charge of mornings, lunches would be too, but JP likes to live dangerously and does it all on the fly. This stresses me out so I stay back in our bathroom getting ready and chatting with kids as they come by.
7:45 a.m.: If I'm still home, JP will run Landon down the street to school while I hang out with the girls and finish getting ready. I do Claire's hair and Cora runs around in circles relocating toys in different rooms.
7:55 a.m.: JP is back and loads up the girls in the car with lunch boxes and jackets and I make my tea (Golden Monkey loose leaf black tea from Teavana; best tea ever) and bring it with me in a giant reusable cup. Claire gets kisses and hugs on the way out the door and Cora gets squeezes she doesn't think she needs.
8:15 a.m.: Everyone is at school. Except some days when JP has an errand and decides to take the girls with him before dropping them off, or he wants to do something at home before leaving. They're pretty much always at school by 9.
8:30 a.m. - 1:30 p.m.: I'm at work signing subpoenas and JP is at home scheduling lessons, talking to clients, and working on his new swim products company. This is also his time to handle kid stuff- doctor appointments, sick kid pick-ups, etc. If something kid-related comes up after 1 p.m. then it's my territory. It's like zone defense. We can both be available when necessary (like for programs or teacher conferences), but this general "owning" of one part of the day works out really really well.
2:00 p.m.: JP is at the pool and pretty unreachable for the next 4.5 hours. Luckily in my new job this is rarely a problem, though occasionally something pops up that would be nice for him to know or help with.
4:45 p.m.: I leave to get the kiddos, getting the girls first, then Landon on my 5 mile drive home. On Mondays and Wednesdays I leave at 4:15 and get Landon first, drop him off at JP's pool for swim practice, and then get the girls and go home, and even though everything is 2 miles apart this whole process inexplicably takes an hour+ each time and I'm just dropping Landon at the curb in front of the pool building. I dislike Mondays and Wednesdays for this reason.
5:15 p.m.: We're all home. Cora goes straight to a highchair to eat dinner #1 because she eats 3,000 calories a day and can't wait until our 6:45 dinner hour. Landon and Claire do various things- feed Tex, bring up/put out trash cans on the right days, put away clothes if JP folded some in the morning, and then play inside or outside depending on the weather. Sometimes they sit up at the bar and color or do homework while I cook, other times they're in the play room playing restaurant or pirates or babies, and sometimes they head back to their room to play legos while Cora is confined to her chair. I'm chopping and cooking and cleaning and chatting with the kids about their days. I sign Landon's homework folder and check his work and make sure there isn't anything we need to be doing for the week.
5:45 p.m.: Cora is down and roaming and Landon and Claire are always with her. Or I should say, Cora is always with Landon and Claire. Cora "plays" with them, mostly by walking around and picking up some of the items they're playing with and looking at it importantly, and then she'll wander off and hang out with me for a little bit, mostly by grabbing on to my legs and yelling her love at me. And other times she'll just do her own thing for a while, sweetly and quietly and out of my line of sight so I have to yell her name and freak her out to figure out where she is. I call out "Hey guys where's Cora?" a lot. I'm probably still cooking, music is playing, and unless Cora is fussy/teething, it's a really nice part of my day. I also head back to our room to switch laundry or fold things if needed. We do laundry every other day or so, so there's usually something to be done back there and Cora LOVES to help.
6:30 p.m.: JP is home. Unless it's Thursday, which I guess is what I'm writing about here, and then he's not home until 7. I am always very glad to see him, as are the kids, ESPECIALLY Cora. She can sense his presence from half a mile away and if it's a fussy night, she immediately stops being so just to make a liar out of me when he walks in the door and she's being all smiley and adorable.
6:45 p.m.: We're eating. Cora's back in her chair enthusiastically eating dinner #2; kids are eating and telling JP all about their days at the same time; and I'm sitting at the table either eating or focusing on giving Cora a steady stream of food to eat herself.
7:00 p.m.: I leave for barre on the nights I go to barre, usually Wed. or Thurs. (plus Monday's late 8:00 class because I can leave right when the kids get in bed).
7:15 p.m.: Dinner is over. L&C clear the plates, JP or I do dishes, and the other one marches the kids off to our shower for their nightly car wash.
7:25 p.m.: Naked children are running from our room to their own rooms to put on jammies. JP comes to join me in the kitchen (or I come to join him) and we chat while the kids get dressed and get out their clothes for the next day. Cora's jammies are put on and everyone's teeth get brushed.
7:30 p.m.: The kids clean up anything they got out while dinner was cooking, which is usually 90% things that Cora got out, but we're appreciative and they don't seem to mind. Cora helps by getting out more things and putting them away in new spots while clapping for herself. Everyone finds this adorable, so she'll probably never learn what "clean up!" actually means. We read books, sometimes all together, sometimes splintered off in small groups. Cora only likes two books to be read aloud to her and has zero interest in listening to any others, so she roams once we finish our nightly rendition of Peek-a-Who and Moo Baa La La La.
7:45 p.m.: Cora is in bed and silent. This still freaks me out a little bit. Big kids have usually migrated to their room with a book each to read in their beds until we tuck them in. They think this is very grown up, and JP and I love getting a little time in the kitchen to get everything is in order so we don't have to go back in it after we're off duty.
7:50 p.m.: Kisses and hugs (2 of each for Claire; Landon is cool with 1), light out, usual "no talking/go to sleep" warning given. We walk through the hallway to the TV room and close to door between them.
8:00 p.m.: I read or type or shop or take a bath. JP works. If I'm on the couch, he comes out with his laptop and sits with me and we get to do the idle chatter interspersed with comfortable silence that I love so much. Sometimes we watch TV a show or two, currently on Season 3 of The Wire, but we rarely just have it on as background.
11:30 p.m.: We go to bed, vowing to go to bed earlier one night soon.