The day after Elise went home to Pocatello, Lola came to visit.
We were so excited, and she was so good.
We hiked with our neighbors.
We went to breakfast at McDonald's and then to the Strawberry Days Parade with the Wynn's.
We played at the awesome splash pad in Alpine. Then they took Kate home with them for a week in Idaho.
I've realized this: Three kids is a lot of work compared to two: not necessarily in the "Physical Needs Department" (what's 3 lunches when you are already making 2, or 3 heads of hair to wash, or 3 pairs of shoes to find?). It was the "Emotional Needs Department" that had me a little stressed...When you have 3 kids, someone is ALWAYS mad. Either they are left out, or the other two are BFF's, or someone only wants to sit by someone else- it goes on and on. Facts are that I only can hold two hands, only two fit in my lap, only two fit in shopping carts. I assumed the role of "Constant Consoler" for two solid weeks. When Liza took Kate home leaving me with just Kiki, I mistakenly assumed that one kid would be a snap. Not so much. Kiki, despite my efforts to provide her with 24/7 excitement, was so insanely bored! I took her swimming, to the aquarium, on picnics, and she still told me, "I miss Kate as much as this whole world." She needed her playmate I guess. Although we won't ever turn away a guest, two is the perfect number for us.
4 comments:
Looks like you are having a fun, fun summer with the cousins! I always wonder how moms manage when they hit the 3+ kid mark. It looks tough.
I can validate your theory on three kids. I always thought two or four would be better than three, but I think at this point we would just end up with two odds (3 kids and one kid) because the gap is too big. Plus I'm old and tired and grumpy. But I digress..glad you guys are having a fun summer! We miss you.
Yes, two is a good number. Three kind of stinks, which is why we have four. Four for us is kind of like your two. But yes, it's emotionally draining, pretty much every day.
Yeah. I pretty much need 5 laps and 5 arms and 5 million times more patience, and there's not an even number for rides at Disneyland, and someone's always left out, but you do what you can, right? Somehow they come to join your family and you know without doubt that that's how it was meant to be. I could devote a whole post on this topic- and maybe I just will. ;)
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