Fun Fridays

Chris started work last Monday. Not the Monday we just had but the one before that one. I had panic attacks. I'm so far out of my schedule/routine/semblance of NORMALITY that I had panic attacks.

These panic attacks caused me to do some significant redesign of my schedule/routine/semblance of NORMALITY. See, previously, I had been doing laundry and housework on Fridays. Reserving days early in the week for baking (bread/cookies/breakfast items for the freezer) and the middle of the week for naps and the end of the week for more work. But Saturdays were for fun with Chris.

But the Boy, he's much more fun than he has previously been. Well, he's been a bit of a pill lately, but normally he's pretty fun. So I was thinking about it...

think think think

And I'm just dorky enough to appreciate the alliteration with Work for Wednesdays and Fun for Fridays. So, that's what I've set out to do. I've moved laundry and housework to Wednesdays, Tuesdays and Thursdays are pool days for ye old Boy and I, we'll keep Saturdays for fun with Chris, and Fridays are now...

FUN FRIDAYS!

I'm going to try to do something creative, totally out of the routine, and FUN for me and the Boy on Fridays. And in the spirit of Fun Fridays--here are some pics from last week's Fun Friday (AKA the first weekly Fun Friday)

It was FORT DAY!

The Boy is not quite sure about Ft. Burnstopia

I brought his favorite books, blanket,
Monte, some toys and snacks into the fort with us,

but all he really wanted was the Going to Bed Book.

And again...

And again...

I, personally, do not understand it. The plot isn't complex, there's no character development to speak of, there's no symbolism, metaphor, or allusion, and the title gives away the end. They ALL go to BED. But it's his favorite, and it was Fun Friday, so I read that book about 4,730 times. In a ROW.

All in all, I'd say it was a success.