I don’t even know where to begin. Things escalated to a whole new level yesterday. It started out nice and simple a trip to the bank and the local home improvement store. It was just me and all 4 kids. Sidebar - it is very difficult to push a cart with 40 lbs of sand on the bottom and 3 kids in the top with one hand (I had to carry two 15 gallon plastic totes and other misc. items with the other hand - they didn’t fit in the cart). But, honestly the store trip went very well - it was just a little physically demanding for me. 400 lbs. of dirt later we went home to start working on our vegetable garden.
When we got home home, the kids wanted to play on the swing set for a bit before we started with the garden. No problem there. I changed everyone’s clothes and shoes - knowing this wasn’t going to be pretty. I couldn’t have even imagined what this experience would be like. 15 - yes 15 trips into the house for one reason or another - dirty diapers - time outs (for eating mouth fulls of dirt - fighting, etc.) - milk - water - you name it. Zoe ate some seeds. Izzy couldn’t resist eating the dirt. Katie didn’t want to relenquish the seed packets. Ben was fighting with all of his sisters over the gardening tools and the hole spacing. We do have seeds in the ground - but I’m not sure where.
2 - yes 2 baths later I had them sitting down for lunch eating what looked like a deli tray. It was the best I could do and the fastest. I did resort to putting in a Sesame Street DVD at lunch - we all just needed a little bit of peace (Truthfully, I rarely do this - but I use it when I really need it).
It will be interesting to see if any seeds do come up.