Adventuring with littles doesn't have to be extravagant

For a long time, it was really hard to get out and go on adventures (and by "adventures" I mean leave the house in general) with our kids because they were so little and curious and literally always went in different directions. My friends would invite me to go to the park with them and I would hesitate because I knew it would be exhausting and not fun at all. It would not be the play date they imagined because I'd spend the entire time wrangling my free-range children. Ultimately they would convince me it would be easy, after all they would be there too. Then about 30 minutes into our park date, we'd all be exhausted and it would take every thing we had just to bribe them with a granola bar to get in their car seats. 

Mommy's Day Off

Mommy's Day Off

A couple weeks ago, I wrote a post on Mother's Day Gifts, and as it turns out, my husband reads my blog. So on Mother's Day, I walked out of my bedroom to find freshly brewed coffee, fresh cut lilacs that my toddler stole from my neighbor's yard, and a card that contained a "to do" list. Now, what you need to know about my husband, is that nothing gets his blood pumping (if you know what I mean) like checking something off his "to do" list. So to him, a "to do" list is the ultimate gift. Before you get all mommy-judgey towards my husband, let's take a quick look at the list he gave me:

How Blanket Time Restored My Sanity

How Blanket Time Restored My Sanity

In our home, 4:30-5:30 is the witching hour. It's far enough past nap time where Titus is bored and a little tired again and usually is begging to watch his "puppet show" as he is craving down time. Everyone starts crying all at once. Cecie is hungry, Titus is cranky, I'm hormonal and Harley (our Morkie) sees a squirrel out the back door. It's chaos and I begin praying that my husband will somehow invent teleporting and get his Vulcan ass home.