Little known Fun Fact about Green Girl: she can carve a mean pumpkin. (And a scared one, a happy one and an evil one.)
Team Testosterone has a long weekend due to a teachers' convention--and as they grow older having them home is FUN. Really, honestly FUN. I confess, Quality Time with them was overwhelming for me 3 years ago--they drove me crazy with their constant messing up the place, crying, eating, leaving crumbs and slobber everywhere and don't even get me started on the diaper changing. (Bet you're all glad I didn't start blogging until a year ago--oh the shitty tales I could've writ.) Their pudgy toddler cuteness did NOT always compensate for their destructive tendencies (plugged toilets, scribbled walls & cabinetry, stained carpets--I shudder at the memory).
But now. Now they sleep in a little and wake up happy. They tell me in clear English what they want to eat and clear their own spots. They immediately gravitate to their cars and trains, guns and blocks. I clean the kitchen and run laundry while they play SO nicely together. Granted I dodge dozens of Nerf projectiles and the volume is LOUD, but it's a joyful noise.
Instead of dreading the next 4 days of their company, we have big plans to roast pumpkin seeds and bake a pumpkin dessert. We've got supplies for craft projects (early Christmas gifts) and a stack of library books. We'll practice our karate forms, celebrate Halloween a few more times and build a giant train track. We'll put final touches on Mr. D's birthday gift and have a bonfire in the woods.
I once heard that ages 5-10 are the glorious years of childhood--so far they are utterly enjoyable. Truer words were never spoken.