Jack’s pick up time and Ben’s bus arrival land at the same time every day for me. Which means every single afternoon I have to be in two places at once.
Usually I combat this with a combination of helpers, but mostly I lean on our dear sitter Camila.
This week Camila was out of town. So I called my mother to come help for the week.
It strikes me as odd that I’m in my forties and still lean on my parents so much for help, both physically and emotionally, but I thank my lucky stars every day that I have the parents I have. Both of them rush to help and selfishly give of themselves whenever I ask.
My mom quickly booked the flights, despite the extra expense of traveling on a holiday weekend.
And unlike the half days, 3 days a week that I have Camila, when Mom comes I have help 24 hours a day, 7 days a week!
Every morning she pushed me out the door to take Adam to work, and every evening she stayed home while Adam and I caroused Chicago.
During the day I ran errands kid free while she folded clothes and washed copious amounts of dishes. And cleaned our bathrooms. Like twice a day. Which is what should be standard for four boys with bad aim, but I have been below standard on many things since all these kids arrived.
She even made Jack’s favorite dessert for him – cheesecake.
And reorganized my linen closet!
And best of all, she enjoyed the kids. She was playful with each and every one of them.
We managed a belated Mother’s Day brunch out at Stella Barra. Adults are only $18 and kids EAT FREE. (Thanks Pam for the tip!)
The kids seemed so happy to go!
But after they scarfed down a few ‘make your own’ pancakes, they were much happier.
Dropping her at the airport today was a very sad moment for me, but hopefully we will see each other again soon.Pin It