Labor Day Weekend

 know that Labor Day has came and gone, but I am just now recuperating from the Labor Day shenanigans! 

People always say, "Enjoy your 3-day weekend!!!" "It must be nice being a teacher and getting every holiday off." Well, it's not all glory and greens people. My Labor Day Weekend was filled with LABOR!!!! I have 4 kids. What in the hell makes you think that I have ANY DAY OFF!!!!!!!!

To start off, I always have a butt-load of laundry to do every weekend. And Labor Day Weekend was no exception. Laundry is an all day affair at my house. First, I have to go on a manhunt for kid clothes that are scattered in their rooms. (Apparently, a dirty clothes hamper makes for a better toy than a place to put dirty clothes.) Then it's hours of washing and drying. Folding clothes takes a huge amount of wine, caramel popcorn and Netflix. And I've completely given up on matching socks. It is now permanently listed as a "Daddy Duty."

One top of laundry, I have a group of boys who RARELY THINK before they act. For example, Aiden and Elijah thought it would be a great idea if Aiden were to drag Elijah across the carpet upstairs. Of course Elijah comes to me complaining about the back of his head burning. Yep, that carpet scrapped the skin and hair right off the back of his head. This turned out to be a great lesson about friction for Aiden.

A little while later, Elliott yells that he can't get the bag off his head. I tell Aiden to help. Aiden drags downstairs and says, "Mom, I can't help Elliott. There's no help for him. It's really stuck." So I call Elliott down and try to tug Eve's purse off his head.......It won't budge....I get out the Vaseline......It won't budge. There's only one thing left to do. I cut the purse off his head. After he was free from the purse, I ask Elliott if it was a good idea to put the purse on his head in the first place. He replied, "It was a good idea, mama, before it got stuck." .......Yea, Aiden was right, there's no help for Elliott. 

On top of all this, I have a little girl who refuses to leave my side. EVER!!!!! Whenever I tell her no, she replies, "Momma, I can't believable you!!! I'm so frustrated with you." And, "Momma, my hair...Momma, my lips...Momma I wanna wear my tapping shoes...Momma I don't want to eat that..Momma let me in the bathroom with you...Momma, Momma, Momma!!!!!

This is my every weekend, holiday or no holiday. So please refrain from telling me how lucky I am to have weekends off. Because I rarely, maybe 3 times a year, actually have a weekend off.  

Also, just because I teach don't even formulate the thought that I have summers off either. Because these same shenanigans run all summer long too!!!!!

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