A Weird Idea of Fun

Yesterday, the boys and I had a morning in the house...Molly slept the better part of the morning (from 9am-10:30 she was awake, then from 10:30-1 she was asleep..yes that's right, between 7:30pm the night before and 1pm, she was only AWAKE for 1 hour and 30 minutes!) so the boys and I had lots of time to play.

We did our normal routine, had some good reading time, Airwolf time and whatnot and all of a sudden I asked what they wanted to do next and Michael said, "Go in Matthew's bed!"  Ok...so we can play games, color, play with the train, go outside on the patio, but THAT is what they want to do?

Yes. They wanted to go in Matthew's bed, pile on all their stuffed animals and just lay there hanging out.

I tried to get them to play with me by having them throw things out of the bed into a bin, but they were not interested. They didn't want to play with me, they just wanted to hang out together. So, I went in the next room and did my own thing. Bonus!  While attempting to be an interactive parent, I get excused to have some quiet time of my own....all the glory of some "me" time but none of the guilt!