Sunday, April 18, 2010


My kids will hear those two words approximately 50,000,000 times in the next six months.  It is finally so nice outside that there is no reason for them to be inside, especially since there are several months of the year where spending any significant amount of time outside results in the loss of fingers and toes.

We live on a ten acre wooded lot but for some reason the kids spend most of their time outside on the driveway or on the road.  It drives me crazy and makes me want to move into an apartment.  So then I find myself screaming more specifically.  It goes from "GO OUTSIDE!" to "GET OFF THE DECK!" to "GET OUT OF THE DRIVEWAY!" to  "GO DOWN THE HILL!" to "GO IN THE WOODS!"  and then they reluctantly and pathetically stand in the woods getting bit by mosquitoes until I find something to do besides nag them.  Later they drift back to the house and come in under the pretense of "going to the bathroom."  (Yeah, right.  You can do that in the woods too, kids.)

Actually, I kid; they are pretty good sports about being outside 15 hours a day.  Kira will soon start catching birds by standing quietly near the bird feeders and slapping them out of the air, and Sam has already started taking garbage out of the burn pile to hoard in the hopes of someday assembling a fort.   It's just that I get so used to being a childless person in the spring and summer when they are outside so often, that when they come in for meals and bedtime, it's a bit of a shock and they cramp my style of peace and quiet and having things that are clean and in their proper places.   For example, while I'm trying to write this, Kira came in the house, sat down next to me and asked me, "Mom, which one of your toes is your least favorite?"  (it's a hard question and unpleasant to think about.)

I think the  most annoying part of them going in and out of the house in the summer is the sound of the door opening a kajillion times a day.  I now understand why my mother would latch the screen door shut when my sisters and I went outside.  If we wanted to come in we had to have a good reason.  There was a bathroom right by the door, so if that was the reason for coming in, she would wait and then relatch the door when we left.  I thought that was so mean when I was a kid, but now, Mom, I totally get it.  Luckily for my kids, our screen door doesn't lock.  


  1. Hey there! Thanks for visiting and commenting on my blog. I'm glad you found me! I'm also glad you taught me the word "kajillion". I have a feeling that's going to come in handy.

  2. Your damn blog won't let me comment.

  3. Ok, I will try this again. I knew that one day you would understand why I latched the screen door. You kids would run in and out so much that you would knock the door of the track at least 5 times a day. (Remember we had a sliding screen door). I still had to nag you to get out of the garage so I wouldn't have to listen to you fight. The bathroom right by the back door was really handy. I am sure that you will now agree ....... Mother's do know best!

  4. Your children are so adorable though. I applaud you for forcing them to get outside to play and get some exercise. Ten acres is a LOT. We have two acres and that seems like a lot.

  5. I dream of the day I can send both of my kids outside to play by themselves. Ethan is finally to the age where he can go out (in our fenced in yard) and I can peak out the window while I am in the kitchen, but that darn Kellen...don't trust the two of them out there alone! Some day I will have two minutes of uninterrupted quiet to myself, right?? Remember, no matter how annoying Kira & Sam can be, it could be could have a 2 and 5 year old again!! (not that I don't love my kids.....) :)

  6. Dana McKibbage WaldbilligApril 21, 2010 at 5:42 PM

    I LOVE KIRA, and I've never even met her!


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