Keeping Up With Grandma

A few weeks ago, my daughter asked if I would watch the children overnight this weekend so she and her husband could go to a Halloween party in Cincinnati at the home of a long-time bud of Meg's from middle school and high school.  Even though it meant extra driving and gas, I decided that I wanted the children at my house for the "sleepover".  So here is my day:

Up at 5:30 when the dog decided it was time.  Left the house at 9:00 to be at Sam's Club when they opened at 9:30 to pick up some meds for Meg.  Drove to Muncie.  Was there by 11:30.  Cleaned off their kitchen table and started a load of dishes in the dishwasher.  Grabbed the children and a basketful of dirty kids' clothes; was back on the road by 12:15.  Stopped at McD's to feed the children some lunch on the road.  Back in Plainfield by 1:45.  (Limped into the BP station on 267.  Was driving on fumes, and beginning to worry that the construction traffic there was going to cause the car to flame out...but we made it!)  Started laundry while the children watched a new Dora video and played.  (Did three loads--washed, folded, put away.)  Had a visit from Grandma Judy to deliver some things sent to the children from Cousin Joey in Georgia.  Made cookies.  Went to Wal-Mart to gather parts for Ryan's spider costume and some art supplies.  (The children were good.)  Came home and fixed supper (late).  Did supper dishes.  Bathed both kids and supervised tooth brushing.  (Robin said, "I haven't brushed my teeth in years.")  Read five little Halloween stories (from Cousin Joey).  Put a tape in the TV/VCR in my bedroom at 10:00 and placed both kids in the "bumpy bed".  By the second tape, Ryan was asleep.  Robin asked me to turn the TV off and close the door.  She conked out, too.  Thereafter, I laid out outfits for the children for tomorrow (church), cooked sausage for tomorrow's breakfast, and sat down to breathe for a bit before I turn in.  Looks like I'll be sleeping in the guest room tonight...

Could you keep up with Grandma??  I'll admit I'm tired.  I'll admit the living room has some toys strewn about.  I'll admit that the children were pretty doggone good 99% of the day.  But the laundry is done and the children are clean and so is the kitchen.  And we had some fun in the process. 

So, what's the big deal about taking care of two pre-schoolers?  Piece o' cake!

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