I am a single 24 year old women who has zero dependents and a full time job. My daily routine pretty much stays the same and my biggest choices during the week is what to wear, what to eat, and when to go to the gym. I love sleeping in my big queen bed and taking up the whole thing, and my alone time is something I cherish. I would say I am very close to my family. I talk to my parents every week. My mom every day sometimes 3 times a day. my brother Scott is my therapist, motivational coach mixed in with a good dose of sibling rivalry.I go to church every Sunday to a singles ward where I sit peacefully, and depending on the speaker I contemplate the meaning of life, or Sunday dinner.
So in February my mom flew out to Oklahoma to take care of the cutest kids on the face of the earth. --Yep. No exaggeration. -- Scott, and Janna went to Arizona and Nana got the kids all to her self. This is something that is prized in our family. In fact she was the first to get this opportunity. And she loved to rub it in my face every chance she got because Scott and Janna never went away without there kids before and this was a unique opportunity. So the person who got to stay with the kids was the whos who of family members. Scott told me that I was in a closed 2nd or 3rd on the list. But I knew I would never get to opportunity.( Last summer I made a few driving errors he got to witness) But I was happy. Although I lost, at least I was in the running.
So it was quite a shock when he called a couple weeks ago and said that Janna's mom couldn't make it to watch the kids while they went to Florida and was wondering if I could take off the time from work and fly down. I, of course, said yes and before I knew it I was on a plane.
Destination: Oklahoma.
Mission: To take care of 4 kids ages 2, 5, 7, and 9 and make sure the house and the kids are in one piece by the end of the weekend.
Wednesday April 7th Arrive at Tulsa airport at 10:30 pm
Scott is waiting to pick me up. He did something to his back and is walking a little crooked. By little I mean a lot. I couldn't help but laugh..which only made things worse.
Thursday April 8th
7:00 am
I wake up to two cute boys jumping on me. They leave for school and Scott takes 2 Lortab for his back. I drive him out to his work to finish up a couple things. He was soo excited to get the drugs he forgets to eat and gets a bit sick which makes me laugh more. So now he is not only in pain but nauseous AND in pain. Me and Janna start plotting a way to have me pose as him so we can sit on the beach while Scott stays home and recovers. Sadly the drugs finally kick and and Scott and Janna leave for the airport. We say our goodbyes and now its me, Caden, and Abby.
The rest of that first day went rather well. I tried to get Abby down for a nap but the only one who got a nap was Coco. I woke up to Abby's face right next to mine saying "Coco wake up!" The older boys got home around 4 and I took them to McDonald's to make them love me more and I hoped the Fun house would wear them out so I could sleep good. I got this brilliant idea to go through the drive through and order all the kids meals and then take the food in and play.I am still pretty proud of this idea and it went flawlessly. Although Taylor reminded me, as he did the whole weekend, that this was not the way his mom did it. I just smiled and said, " I know. I'm not as cool." We rented Alvin and the Chipmunks the Squeakquel after dinner and had a movie party and then went to bed. Apparently Abby is potty trained, but I woke to a wet child and lots of laundry to do I was thinking they lied.
