On the fourth day of Hanukkah, Sam also told me that the Hanukkah bears have been forgetting to include their big friend. So, on the fifth night, he joined the bear’s book fort.
On the sixth night, the bears got naughty with shaving cream.
And on the seventh night, the bears showed up in our underwear.
The eighth and final night, the bears they got the ball pit out.
The ball pit grabbed a lot of attention from the kids!
The entire time, my father was here, giving our kids much needed attention.
We managed to get out a bit with the kids too. One night, we went to see the Illumination lights at the Morton Arboretum.
Afterwards, we ate dinner at Maggiano’s. An impromptu game of telephone had us giggling and laughing the entire time.
We also managed to get out a bit without the kids, thanks to my father.
We got to see my friend Jessica who lives in Florida but was visiting her husband’s family in the suburbs.
And we had another date night, this time to see the Andy Warhol exhibit at the Art Institute followed by a fabulous dinner at Trattoria 10.
It was really nice this year to have every day of Hanukkah off of school. The boys are getting along much better these day, they are all getting older and can play things together. The dreidel game no longer ends in tears. For days, they have been obsessed with a four person Xbox game called, “Gang Beast.” I’m not sure how you win, but it sure gets a lot of giggling and screaming.
It was really nice having my father here. Managing the house with the kids in it all the time was so much easier with him around. He was so helpful, not just giving the kids tons of attention, and babysitting so Adam and I could go out, and cleaning things, but he fixed a bunch of things around the house for us – Jack’s desk drawer, a leaky sink, and a closet door. Everyone was so sad to say goodbye to him today.
Hope everyone reading this is enjoying their holiday as well!
Hanukkah started badly. I woke up after an epic night out for Adam’s friend’s 50th birthday and Sam said, “The Hanukkah Bears forgot to show up.”
I felt terrible. So, when we went out for Dim Sum that morning, I quickly staged them.
The boys found them when we got back.
We celebrated the first night of Hanukkah and played the first of many Dreidel games.
That night I almost forgot again! But Jack reminded my by asking me what I had planned. Yes, he is so old he is in cahoots with me now.
The morning after I set up the Bear vs. Army men scene, I woke up to the sound of crashing. Someone had knocked down one of the forts when they were looking at it. Then, I heard Sam’s little voice, “The Hanukkah Bears won!”.
My Dad has been an incredible help while he has been here. Having an extra adult around has given the kids a much richer vacation. They get so much more attention!
He brought up my old science fair project to show the kids.
Grandpa is teaching Sam chess.
And he can stay with some kids while I take others out, like this Pokeman walk.
Occasionally, I was able to get all the kids out for some fresh air and sunshine.
Grandpa is always around helping when needed. Here he is helping Aaron crack his Geode, a present for Hanukkah.
After another night of Hanukkah, opening wonderful gifts and playing more Dreidel games, I set up the bears again.
This time, I set up a scene from the Blue Man Group, a show we saw for my birthday. For dessert that night, the kids got to try their first Twinkie. (And hopefully their last?)
Last night was Christmas Eve, we celebrated it with Matzoh Ball soup and Latkes.
Ben helped make the Latkes.
He was very happy with the way they came out.
We opened more presents! Aaron got this time a 3D printing pen from Aunt Lara and her family.
Jack and Sam split a Nintendo and every night they have been opening new games.
This morning, the kids found the Bears by the fireplace.
The Bears stole Santa’s sack of goodies.
When they opened Santa’s bag, they found lots of Christmas candy.
Today we are continuing the Jewish tradition of movies and Chinese food on Christmas day. Again, thanks to my father, we were able to take the older boys to see the new Star Wars movie while he watched the twins.
This weekend I celebrated my 47th birthday. Yes, it was a weekend long celebration. An amazing celebration. Full of amazing!
It started Friday morning. We had our usual donuts and egg sandwiches from Dunkin Donuts.
Then I opened presents. I got this Instant Pot from my sister, which amazingly has SEVEN different functions. It amazes me that one thing can be a pressure cooker, slow cooker, rice cooker, steamer, sauté pan, yogurt maker and warmer!
That’s as amazing as someone who can be an all in one cook, chauffeur, maid, tutor, playmate, family therapist and babysitter.
I’m JOKING! The weekend is over, so technically I shouldn’t be sitting here on a Monday morning, still celebrating me. Did you see what I just did? I just rolled this weekend celebration of me into next week. Does that mean I can eat some more birthday cake now?
Okay back to opening presents. Besides the Instant Pot, I also got lots of cards with money. The kids managed to find yet another new card that joked about farts and poop. I’m also amazed at how many variations of fart and poop birthday cards are out there.
Once we shuttled all the kids and the hubby to school and work, Mom and I went and got massages from my favorite reflexology place, Fit Foot.
This year we skipped our annual trip to the water park.
Instead, we spent the morning delivering Thanksgiving meals to families in need.
We also walked Willie, our neighbor’s dog, three times today – Ben in the morning, Aaron midday, and Sam in the evening. The kids are earning money this vacation dog walking.
In the afternoon, we stuffed envelopes. Tomorrow we will send out Jack’s Bar Mitzvah invites.
And in the evening, we had Thanksgiving dinner.
It was a very low key kind of day. Many times I thought about the things I had to do but then I realized everything was closed, so it would have to wait.
Adam has been working crazy hours recently, many mornings I wake up to hear him skirting out of the bed at 3 or 4 in the morning. Having a full day off was like a week’s vacation for him.
I was grateful for things big and small. I was very grateful for some pressure free time for all of us. Grateful to be together spending the day with each other. I was also grateful I found the match for my favorite glove, the cashmere lined leather gloves my sister got me for my birthday one year. Grateful to see how serious and committed all of the kids were for their new job, dog walking.
Also, I thought you might enjoy seeing Sam and Aaron’s take on “How to Cook a Turkey”, which was sent home from school yesterday.
Happy Thanksgiving to all my loyal readers! Hope you had a very grateful day.
This year it snowed all day on the day of Halloween.
We were home for the teacher’s strike watching the weather. For once in their lives the kids were hoping for less snow, not more.
Usually I let the kids have their friends over to trick of trick with and this year was no exception.
I was surprised how many parents asked if we were still trick or treating, due to the weather. To that I answered, “Trick or treat of die!”
Adam bundled all the kids up in their long underwear, poor Sam was wearing four layers, if you include the costume.
We still managed to get a ton of candy. Probably more than we would have if the crowds were out in full force. And worse than that, because of the smaller crowds, we had a ton of leftover candy that I ate for days. Well, I guess by now I’d have to say I ate the leftover candy for weeks. Okay, fine, I’m still eating it. I’m terrible! And a total hypocrite. While the kids are only allowed to eat a certain amount every day, I’m shoving it into my mouth all time of the day. Sometimes when all the kids are out of the room I’ll sneak more, like a relapsed smoker whose loved ones don’t know yet. It’s bad, people.
For the kids, full size candy bars, the measure of success for Halloween, hovered around 15 bars for each kid.
By now, they are totally over their still over flowing bags of candy and have gone back to the regular desserts. Which means I’m sneaking into their bags now, since all the good candy is gone and all that is left in our leftover candy bowl is lots of starburst and sour patch kids.
Well, it’s complicated. It involves over a month of either sick kids or the Chicago Public School Strike, which lasted 11 days.
Even after the strike, the kids had another three days off the following week.
Aaron told me the other day that he has missed so much school, he will probably have to repeat the second grade!
So what did we do while the strike was on?
We had playdates. Lots of playdates with other kids.
And we also played with each other.
There was a lot of dress up play.
Or going for Pokemon Go walks together.
They even helped with the shopping.
We finished the homework packet that was given out in preparation for the strike.
And moved our science fair project along.
We also visited a pumpkin patch.
And took advantage of free Museum days.
First at the Museum of Science and Industry.
Then at the Field Museum.
It was nice to be with the kids, but exhausting too. Normally by November I feel like I’m all caught up from ignoring everything I am suppose to do over the summer, but this year, I’m still feeling behind.
As of today, I have two weeks to pack in all the stuff I should have been doing all last month, then it’s time for Thanksgiving break…
This last week of summer vacation had me scrambling to cross off all the things on my summer to-do list for the kids.
I spent every day letting a different kid invite a play date over.
Then we would plan something fun to do when they got here.
Like the Altitude Trampoline Park on a rainy Monday. Or finding sea glass and playing at the beach on a beautiful Tuesday. Wednesday we managed to stay away from electronics for a few hours with soccer at the park and a few rounds of hide and seek chase.Thursday we put our new biking skills to work by biking to Navy Pier with another friend. We were planning on Navy Pier activities, but there were too many Pokemon to catch.We still managed some treats, though. I’m really looking forward to getting back to ‘me time’ (AKA going to the store alone, jogging without paying a sitter, and not hearing my name called every 3 seconds) while the kids are in school next week, but I’ll miss my role as social director as well.
And I’ll miss my father! Without him here tending to the other kids, none of this would have been possible.Pin It
Another year, another block party.As usual, Susie did a fantastic job of organizing!
There was a big change this year, though. I noticed that the kids did not participate as enthusiastically as before. It’s not that they didn’t enjoy it, it’s just that they are getting noticeably older.
The party started for us when we brought out our Giant Jenga and game of bags to share.While the party was setting up, we played with them a bit. We also enjoyed the street blockade, using the opportunity to bike in a car free environment. Not too old for cotton candy! But old enough to enjoy the lobster tail and crab legs that Summer House was serving up. Young enough so the cookies Summer House handed out were bigger than our heads.Some of the kids were not too old to enjoy the bouncy house. But they all skipped the magician, the face painting, and the crafts table this year.
My father was here this year helping out and he didn’t think he was too old to try hula hooping.
Actually, he might have been doing a Frankenstein impersonation?
Grandpa’s youthful spirit is one of the reasons all the kids loved spending time with him. But no matter what age the kids are, Grandpa meets them at their level. We all came together to enjoy the ice cream truck. Do you ever get to old for ice cream? They were also old enough to stay up late and wait for the glow in the dark toys. And young enough to enjoy them.The block party also signifies the end of summer. Which, like the block party duality, filled me with both excitement and dread.
I’ll miss the warm weather and lack of schedule but I’m also looking forward to some time to myself during the day.Pin It