The lazy day that wasn't

Last night, after calming my kid down and explaining repeatedly that he was not to blame; that his dad is a grown-up and can build a bridge and get over it, we sat down to finish the classic we had begun Saturday morning.  And when I say "classic" it can only mean one thing: Field of Dreams.

My little baseball player had never seen the greatness of Field of Dreams until yesterday.  How did this even happen?  After it was over, he said "I can't believe you made me watch a hippie movie."  It still makes me laugh.  He did, however, have a lot of questions.  We talked about how each of the main guys had a dream that was fulfilled with that field, but tonight (when he was supposed to be in bed already) he asked what John Kinsella's dream was because it was never clearly defined.  I have to give the boy a lot of credit.  He really absorbs things and asks questions most wouldn't even think to ask.

We got up this morning and went to church, then went to IHOP which was totally his choice and not mine.  Actually, we went to two because the first one had a 90 minute wait.  Really?  For two?  Insane.  N ate at lightning speed, and we went home to finish reading a book for school (him) and to do laundry (me).  After I fell asleep for literally 10 minutes, it was time to go again.

We went to pick B up for a few hours for the Light the Night walk (which will probably be the topic of tomorrow's post) with my mom and grandmother  Since I normally do the Relay for Life, both boys were not so much on board, thinking it was 12-24 hours instead of the 4 it actually was.  There was a bounce house with a basketball and hoop, as well as a huge inflatable slide.  I didn't see B for a couple of hours, but as the sun went down, it started to get cooler and I rounded them up to take them back home.

After N and I got home from dropping B off, I realized how exhausted I was and how I still hadn't accomplished much of anything.  I hate days like that.  In fact, I was already in bed, getting ready to float into dreamland, when I realized I hadn't posted.  Whoops!  If I could have a "do over" of today, I would still do all of the things we did today, but I'd make more time for resting.  This weekend flew by entirely too fast, and we didn't really even do much. 

B comes home tomorrow, so this next week will be an adventure.  Baseball season wraps up this week, unless we make the playoffs.  Oh, and Halloween is on Wednesday.  Guess who hasn't gotten her boys costumes yet, and is still arguing with the oldest on the validity of wearing a hockey mask with regular clothes.  I don't "do" scary costumes.  I'm the meanest.  Ever.  Like that's news...oh well, at least I'm keeping my streak alive.

Aubs