There's a special joy to Fridays now!

I am not shy in my distain for distance learning. I am running in three directions, beholden to the districts schedule and rules but in my house! I mean, ok, I do bend/ignore their rules whenever I can, I won't lie. And I take satisfaction in yelling about flushing the toilet during science class. But I typically flat out exhausted by noon.

Yes, I get way more hugs from my fellas now that they're home, but I sorely miss the freedom of an empty house, something I had barely begun to enjoy due to Liam's school struggles and Dylan's young age.

When at least a couple kids were in school, the weekend felt like more work. No breaks and a heightened expectation on everyone's part that we'd be "doing" something or going on an elaborate adventure.

The pandemic has actually made me enjoy the weekends again! No zoom, looser schedules, the kids spend more time playing, and since we can't really go anywhere, the pressure is off to have any fancy plans! 

It's like weekends from my own childhood.

"Go play in the yard!" 

Here's a sweet picture of the Littles on our adventure to the local cemetery. The boys wanted to put flowers on the graves. And Dylan is now obsessed with the Stations of the Cross, something I am ill-equipped to explain as an atheist but we'll dedicate a separate blog post to that!