A Day in the Life

Have you ever wondered to yourself, "I just wish I knew what a typical day is like in the Webb family household"?

Well, wonder no more.   

(We'll do it "24" style - These events occur in real time.)

*Disclaimer: This is not what we do every single day.  Do not kid yourself.  There are some days when we do not bathe, we don't even bother to flush, and we only get ourselves off the couch when we need another doughnut.
This was just a really good day.
(And it really, legitimately, was just one day.  My kids wear about a million outfits each every day, so it looks like I faked it.  But for realisies, I did not.)

 

#1- #4:  

7:30am Wakie, wakie time.  If it's too early and I can't handle it (this includes any time before 7am), I give Cameron a bottle and he goes back to bed for about one (blessed) hour.  When he wakes up a second time I change him, squish him to pieces, smother him with kisses (he loves it), and be a generally obnoxious mother.

#5:  

7:49am I feed Cameron and the girls breakfast.  Aubrey jabbers.  Brooklyn watches cartoons.  Cameron chucks his cereal at the wall and attempts to dive out of his highchair.

 #6: 

7:52am  Cameron "helps" empty the dishwasher by throwing all the silverware on the floor.

#7-9: 

 8:32am Cameron fights with the curtains.  The curtains win.

 #10: 

9:15am  I savor my every-morning-ritual of chocolate milk out of my Rapunzel cup with a spoon.  It must be out of the Rapunzel cup.  And it must be with a spoon.

#11: 

9:17am  Aubrey picks up Cameron for the eighteenth time this morning and he chews her out in his own little personal cuss language.  

#12: 

9:20am   My Little Pony.  While they're watching I overhear this conversation: 

Aubrey: "Who do you think is the best?  Twilight Sparkle or Apple Jack?"

Brooklyn:  "I think Fluttershine is the best, but I like Pinkie Pie too, because she likes parties."
Aubrey: "Yea, but Twilight Sparkle is the very bestest 'cause she can disappear and she can do magic."
I concur.

#13:

9:26am  Cameron once again tries to sneek over to the toilet.  Home boy is ob-sess-ed.  Not even one and he already leaves the seat up.

#14: 

9:30am  Make-up time.  I get 45 seconds if I'm lucky.   

#15: 

9:31am  Brooklyn's hair.  She's so thrilled to get her hair done every morning.  I don't have to beg or plead or promise or bribe or threaten or whine or cry.  (Actually I do.)  It's such a joyful experience.  (See how thrilled she looks in the picture?  Every. single. morning.)

#16-#17: 

9:37am  Cameron's daily sink experience.  (It's the only way I can get a few seconds to deal with Brooklyn.  Don't judge.)

#18: 

9:40am  Ready or not, we have to go.

 #19: 

9:41am  Brooklyn packs her lunch and we jump in the car.  (She put that cookie in there.  Not me.)

#20: 

9:43am  Drop Brooklyn off at Kindergarten.  She gets embarrassed kissing me good-bye.  I tell her that's too bad.

#21: 

9:45am  Hit the grocery store with my two partners-in-crime.  Aubrey sneaks about 7 things into the cart that I don't want.  Oh, and she insists on wearing her butterfly wings.  

#22:

9:52am  I almost die when I see the price of Cream of Tartar.  It was crazy enough that I had to document it.  (When my grandkids are reading this in 50 years, they'll find it funny.  Trust me.)
#23:
10:28am  I come within 1/8th of an inch to having the garage door slice my car open.  Go me.
#24:
10:30am   Nappie time.
#25:
10:34am  Reading lessons/Preschool time with Aubrey.  That kid is now reading full stories.  She gets really excited when the word "little" is in a story because she knows it by sight and she's convinced it's the longest word in the English language.
#26:
12:10pm   Lunch.  Scriptures.  
#27:
12:35pm   Aubrey has quiet time.  I have mommy time.  (Which consists of me wasting several daylight hours reading emails, becoming emotionally involved in political Facebook discussions, blog stalking, and designing a ridiculous and completely imaginary dream home on Pinterest.  Seriously, please don't judge.)  

#28-33:

1:54pm  Cameron awakes and entertains us with a typical Cameron wipe-out.  That kid is a riot when he eats it.  

(See his face in #33...?  That's the "Whoa. What just happened?" face that he makes every time.  Like he's surprised even though he did the same thing 3 minutes ago.  It slays me.) 

#34-36: 

2:09pm  Brooklyn comes home and we partake in our after-school snack of animal crackers and frosting.  Healthy, I know.  (Seriously, stop judging!!)  She fills me in on all the gossip (today Oliver had to move his car to yellow,  Brooklyn spilled all her grapes during lunch time and the lunch lady wouldn't let her eat them off the floor, cows have 4 stomachs, and the girl that sits on the purple square next to her would not. stop. talking.).

#37:

2:31pm   We catch a baby lizard.  We name him Sunshine.  We accidentally drop a rock on top of Sunshine.  Some people start crying.  Sunshine now has no tail. 

#38: 

2:54pm   We attempt to go swimming.  Cameron is desperate to drown himself and bolts for the pool faster than you would believe.  (By the time I put him down, turned on my camera, pushed the button, and set my camera down, he had made it to the pool, slithered down the side, turned and taken 2 steps, then eaten it and was floundering underwater.  I got some super awesome looks from the other moms at the pool.  Thanks, buddy.)

#39-40:

4:03pm   Homework time for both the girls.  Aubrey draws a picture of her family and Brooklyn tells her that her person (the one on the left in #40) looks like an m&m.  She's correct.  

#41: 

5:33pm   Dinner time.  Lemon grilled salmon, rice pilaf, broccoli, and rolls.  

We talk about our days and Brooklyn tells Luke that she got a book from the school library about polar bears.  Luke tells her that even though the baby polar bears are cute, they will literally rip your face off and if anyone tells you that the polar bears are becoming extinct, you just tell them that the polar bear population has multiplied five times during the last 50 years, and they eat baby seals.  

We like to keep it light.

#42-43: 

6:24pm   Yard work.  Cameron helps Luke mow, Brooklyn picks up trash, Aubrey sweeps the sidewalk. 

I do nothing.  

#44: 

  7:10pm  I go to my Zumba class.  I end up next to the fully dressed 70 year old Asian lady (again), and I can't keep a straight face the entire workout. 

#45:

8:15pm   Brush teeth.  Read 2 library books.  Read scriptures.  Get scolded for not listening to scriptures.  Pray.  Hugs.  Kisses.  More hugs.  More kisses.  Put the kids to bed.  Assure Brooklyn that no, there is not a T-Rex in her closet.  Assure Aubrey that no, the evil Little Pony villain Nightmare Moon, is not real.  

 Good night. 

It was a really good day.