Dear Helen Hartman,
I love my kids but this summer’s heat has them cooped up inside more than usual. I’m trying to limit their time online and in front of the TV so now the house is a wreck and I’m starting to count corndogs as a serving of vegetables. Love some suggestions for how to survive the season with a gaggle of bored kids.
|Now see here, you can't get much more grown up than me, can you? I'll be your host for the grown up portion of this Pink Saturday post and I endorse the grown up lifestyle.|
I enjoy eating grown up food.
Okay, maybe not so much that but I do like drinking grown up drinks.
|New find - vintage gold-toned ice bucket and cocktail glass holder. I added Mason Jar glasses and glass canister for an ice bucket.|
Perfect for Thrifty Things Friday since it cost $5 for the carrier and I had the rest.
I know you thought Helen’s first answer would be: Drink until you fall down and stay there until hubby shows up to do his part.
(Funny, that’s how I BECAME a mom)
(Funny, that’s how I BECAME a mom)
|"Knitting for a little one? How far along are you?" |
"Oh, I'm not pregnant but as soon as your back is turned, we're joining the mile high club so here's hoping!"
Even Helen knows that is a very bad idea. I mean, really, how helpful is hubby going to be anyway? You need to call in the big guns.
|The trap was set. As soon as the kids went inside, she'd zip it up and drag it away to release them into their natural habitat - Grandma's house.|
If Grandma is busy - or in hiding - don’t despair. The key is simply to keep children occupied.
|Buying a pink dishwasher was really paying off. Little Cissy thought it was a toy and didn't let Mom near it. The driveway needs repaving so later today Mom is going shopping for a pink cement mixer!|
Of course at some point your kids may rebel against all that housework and/or find the number of the authorities who will probably make you cut the child labor down to only a few hours a day. So to fill the rest of their time you may want to consider structured activities.
|Structured? You mean like a straight-jacket? Because that may be my only hope for getting some peace to get my blog written.|
No, I mean like the things suggested in The Rand McNalley Book of Favorite Pastimes.
|Yes, Helen has a vintage baton. Don't you?|
If you'd rather not
arm provide your child with a rubber-tipped metal stick then have you considered sending her to the barre?
|Nothing like a ballet class to keep a kid on her toes. Yes, I said it and you read it and now you can't unread it.|
Or finding a more constructive way to ‘horse around’?
|This part was about 'horsemanship' but doesn't that poster over his desk look strangely like those charts of prime cuts in butcher's shops?|
Well, there’s always the pool...
|Virgil and Polly rehearse for the newest Olympic Event - Synchronized Wading.|
What do you mean these suggestions are stuffy and unimaginative? Keep in mind I could have used the entertaining book I found today as a reference wherein a children’s cook out party looks like this:
|It was bad enough that Kathie wore than same outfit as Samantha, right down to the pom poms in her hair... but when she started flirting with Samantha's date? She was just asking for a face full of ginger ale.|
Did children ever behave like these angels? I never did. My own didn’t either.
We ran through sprinklers, drew with chalk on the sidewalks, pitched a tent and camped out in the den, chased each other around, got filthy and laughed until we fell down. Then laughed some more.
|My daughter at the State Fair in days gone by.|
Kids will be kids and summer is the time to make memories that will stay with them their whole lives long. So what if your house isn’t tidy or dinner is served on a stick? Let them have fun – and don’t be afraid to join them.