Yesterday was another unseasonably warm day…and by warm I mean in the 80’s! We started our day as normal, the kids got busy with their school work and I tackled the big pile of papers on my desk. I had plans to take the kids out today, so I knew we had to accomplish twice as much yesterday, which meant sacrificing some fun time outside. The kids finished up what they were doing and it was a normal day as usual when they came running over to me all excited. They had seen our neighbours outside swimming in their little kids pool. Summer was finally here and they wanted to go swimming too! Even though I had made a decent dent in the stack of papers there were still more than plenty to get done. Sadly, I explained the situation to the kids. This only managed to hold them off for a little while. They decided to try again and again.
Working from home is a love-hate job. I love that I get to be home with my children and spend so much time with them. I love that I can take them places by shuffling my days around, but there are days when they have to amuse themselves too. Sometimes I have to tell my children that we just can’t go do that right now. As much as I’d like to just be a stay at home mum, I’m very thankful for my job and the flexibility it gives me. As far as jobs go, it’s the best I could ask for. It does have it’s perks, especially in the summer when we are fully set up out back, I can work on the patio while the Little Professor and the Princess play on their playground. We’re just not set up for that yet. Soon, very soon!
Shortly after they had come to me yet another time, the phone rang and it was our neighbour (the one with the kids pool) asking if we were going to come over. I decided that was it, and told the kids to throw on their bathing suits. It wasn’t long before all the little ones were soaking in the crisp, cool water with the smell of warmed sunscreen wafting from them. Even the Milk Monkey enjoyed himself in the splashes of the bigger kids. It wasn’t easy prying them away a couple hours later for soccer practice. I guess when the weather is that hot in April, you just have to go swimming. I didn’t even mind staying up into the wee hours of the night to get the rest of my work finished, while my exhausted swimmers slept soundly in their beds.