Pleasant Surprises

The new number one reason that I will follow almost all of my mother in law’s parenting advice without question, or without too many any way, happened today at around 5:30.
Freed from the need to wait for the Boy to arrive from his Judo class by the early arrival of the Genius Husband, I went for a walk to the store with the Girl to get salad dressing to go with dinner, because I love Brianna’s Asiago Ceaser dressing with lime juice and pepper on my romaine lettuce, and so does everyone else in my family, there is never any of this salad left, ever. And sometimes I don’t even get seconds, but I digress.

While I was gone, the Boy returned and his aunts and uncles with him. At the instigation of his 13 year old aunt, the 11 year old uncle and the 14 year old uncle voluntarily pitched in with the Boy to CLEAN MY HOUSE. These tweens, (I hate that word) picked up everything and put it away, vacuumed, unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher, cleaned the kitchen, cleared and wiped the table, helped the boy clean and vacuum his room, emptied the trash, tidied the bathrooms, and then went home before I got back from the store. It was LOVELY to walk in to order and cleanliness.

Who doesn’t want kids like that? I certainly do.

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5 thoughts on “Pleasant Surprises

  1. Carrien, I can’t remember if I said this before but the name of your blog is just one of the prettiest I’ve heard. It’s so lyrical and a lovely commentary. I know where it comes from but in this context it seems to shine with a whole new meaning….

    I hope you’re feeling better.

    BTW, Send up a prayer for me if you think of it. My MIL is not like yours and there is alot of pain.

  2. What a sweet world in which I can read about the lives of all the cool and interesting people I’ve met, you being one of them. How exciting to be pregnant with a third. Maybe another unbelievably beautiful blond haired blue eyed child. As for me and the I-word. It got kind of intense for a bit, then sort of fizzled away. It was kind of sad at first, but then realising that the fact I wasn’t sadder was a good indication that it probably just wasn’t meant to be. In fact I am very relieved, but also I realised it was a good experience because I learned a lot.

  3. Carrien, I can't remember if I said this before but the name of your blog is just one of the prettiest I've heard. It's so lyrical and a lovely commentary. I know where it comes from but in this context it seems to shine with a whole new meaning….

    I hope you're feeling better.

    BTW, Send up a prayer for me if you think of it. My MIL is not like yours and there is alot of pain.

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