thanksgiving ’11 25 November, 2011 at 3:48 pm
I so love thanksgiving.
First I drive 12-16 hours, depending on traffic, to get to my inlaws (we stopped for the night this year, so it was two 6-hour chunks, not near as bad)
The first few days were OK, just us and her parents. Just the usual screaming and yelling amongst them.
Tuesday night I got to take a 5 hour journey with dad and my eldest to pick up a table from the other house. Not because we needed it, but because having the person that wanted it take the extra drive would have been rude. We got home from that and boy was wide awake after a two hour nap and two hours of BOREDOM in the car. shocking.
Wednesday I had all the kids asleep and in bed by 8pm and they mostly slept through.
Then Thursday everyone else came, as they are wont to do. Loud, obnoxious. They spent most of the day at the second sleeping house, because they didn’t want to be around the kids. Sis commented on how rude it was that they were doing that. Until she was preggers last year, she did the same thing to stay away from my kids.
When they all came over, in size 75 steel boots like a brigade storming normandy, they were loud and annoying. One of them came over and rubbed baby’s head on my back and said “what are you up to baby?”
My response? ”Sleeping until you guys got here all loud and shit.”
After dinner, sis’ baby went to sleep at 7 (“he sleeps from 7 to 7 without ever waking up or anything!”) and they all sat at the top of the stairs (admittedly where the tables were) and played cards . LOUDLY. I swear, these people could each help a three ring circus without a mic. Because they were all trying to last night.
Since there was no way I was getting my kids to sleep with the racket, I let the elder pair watch cartoons until she wanted to sleep. Got her down for ~20 minutes until there was another ROAR from upstairs, and she woke up. So when the boy was ready, I changed him to his jammies and sent him upstairs to tell everyone to “BE QUIEEEEETTTTTT!!!!”
Twenty minutes later I asked dad to go tell them again.
They finally settled ~5 minutes before I was ready to open the bedroom door and shout up “Shut the fuck up!” Which would have been hilarious to me, since it would have woken up sis’ perfectd sleeper.
Who apparently woke up screaming when she tried to go to bed, so she left her husband to deal with it since he walked in in front of her. She closed the door on him :o
I hate family time.
Today the boys all went to play golf (with a disgusted “no way” from dad when I asked if he was taking boy; I know it’s a real game on the full course, but he’s been wanting to take boy all week), the girls all went to see twilight at the theatre.
My baby girl is sick, so mommy is laying with her, and baby boy is sleeping on my back. I’m unclear why people were telling me what time the Muppet movie was playing. Sis already left Mom in charge of her baby when she left, I’m fairly sure if I tried to go now, too, mom will kill me :o
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