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The Way we Spend Our Week

It occurred to me today that all parents have a very different routine with their kids.  For us, we stay busy.  Busy kids are happy kids and then sleepy kids.  Which is good.  Paisley and Graham are both more content if we're running around and doing things rather than staying at home.  She gets bored with her own toys and would much rather be exploring the world she lives in.  And I'm glad because I feel the same way!  Aaron and I were never home-bodies before children and it makes me panic a bit to think about ever being snowed in the house with these 2 kids.

SO, I thought I'd post about what we do to pass the time during the typical week.

Monday:  Kids wake up about 8:30 am (they don't go to sleep until about 10ish) and we typically go to the vet clinic in the mornings.  Getting ready takes us about an hour though because Paisley is NOT a morning person and it takes a bit of warming up before she's ready for the general public. Typically we all snuggle on the couch while she drinks her "mo" (milk) and I nurse Graham.  At lunch, we head home and eat lunch and then they take an early afternoon lunch for a few hours.  We play in the afternoon until Dad gets home. 

Tuesday:  Story time at the mall by us from 10-11 am and then Gymboree in the evening from 5:45 to 7:30. She does both Play and Learn class and then Art class while we're there.  I LOVE this day because Paisley has so much fun.  I don't usually make it into the clinic on Tuesdays.

Wednesday:  Aaron's day off.  Paisley goes to Mother's day out and we spend time with Graham.  This is a good day for us to spend time as a couple since he still sleeps some (unlike his sister) and get errands done. 

Thursday: Mother's day out for Paisley again and Graham and I go to the clinic to catch up on all of my bills and work there.  Much easier to work with just one child!  We got to Gymboree from 5:45 to 7:30 in the evening.

Friday:  Day 3 of Mother's day out for Paisley.  Graham and I go to a baby class at Gymboree from 12:30 to 1:15 which I adore because we get lots of great bonding time.  I like to hang out at home on Friday nights when possible because P is usually exhausted from 3 days of school. 

Saturday:  Graham and I work at the clinic from 8-noon while my mom keeps Paisley.  They go to Gymboree (notice a pattern here?) for music class and play time.  Then they meet us for lunch and whatever fun we have planned.

Sunday:  Used to be church until I had two kids who are less than quiet.  I don't love our church nursery until they go to sunday school at 3 so I keep them with me when we do muster up the courage to go.  Then we love to plan fun kid activities on Sundays like the zoo, park, science museum, etc.

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  1. You are supermom! haha I am tired just reading this :)

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  2. We stay busy too (same reason, too many hours at home means constant meltdowns), but not as organized as this. I am always with two kids (and often on my own because of Jason's shift work) so there's not as much that we can do. I would love this schedule - so much family time, one on one time with kids, etc - sounds awesome! You guys are such a wonderful family:)!

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  3. I did a similar post a while back! You will be glad someday that you had this to look back on as you probably won't remember all the details of each day. Oh... and we LOVE Gymboree too.

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