Thursday, December 27, 2012

What to expect when you are not expecting.

For several months now I have had the privilege of having not 1, not 2, but 3 children in my life about 3 days a week; their ages range from 6-12 and boy are they characters! These kids are not just any kids they are my boyfriend's family, his "crew" is what he likes to call them. As many of you know I personally am 23 with no children of my own, with that being said I figured it would be fun to write about some of the things I am learning as my life is transitioning and merging with my man's family. So far I have learned....

1. That Santa is actually a hard working crew consisting of both Billy and I dodging parents up and down the aisles of Target and Wal-Mart deciding on the best presents. Then patiently waiting up past our bedtime to ensure that the kids are passed out before one of us stuffs the stockings while the other stands guard and vise versus while the other sets up the x-box connect.

2. I have learned that kids will say whatever with no filter so put on your thick skin with em' around. So far the 12 year old has told me my cooking is terrible and that I somehow manage to screw up everything I cook. *Which for the record is only half-right...I mean I might have set off the smoke alarm this morning cooking sausage, but hey these things happen!

3. Sometimes your efforts are over-exhorted with little to no thank or appreciation; kids really just see the world revolving around them, but it makes it that much more special whenever they do notice and genuinely show gratitude.

4. Loud happens A LOT! 3 kids in one house can be insanely loud.

5. Funny happens, quite frequently! I have never been so entertained by another human in the manner of which these children do, they are hysterical more often than not.

6. Cooking becomes a fun activity rather than a tedious chore with a child helping out, although the pancake batter might be a little thin, the cookies a little lumpy, and the sausage patties a little thicker than usual it just becomes entertainment.

7. Sometimes things don't go as planned... glasses break, drinks get spilled, sticky things end up on the coffee table, and the house isn't spotless. This is called life and living perfection becomes imperfection...Turns out I just needed 3 precious kids to teach me this.