It is close to naptime. The boys are happily playing outside while I write this. Cookies, made with lots of helping hands, are in the oven. We've had snuggle time on the couch and read a pile of books. Dinner is made and eggs are boiled (to become tomorrow's lunch). The kitchen is nearly clean and the entire house has been vacuumed. Laundry has been folded and the boys helped put it away. Imaginative playtime abounded. I'm half-way through my list of "must be done today" desk work items, and plan to finish during nap time.
Why is it that new routines work so incredibly well for the first couple of days?
Yes, I'm being a bit facetious, but it is a real question. I re-work my routine approximately every six months. For a few days, or maybe a week, it seems perfect. And then it slowly begins to fall apart. Why? I suspect that a fairly large part of that is my own lack of discipline. Today, as nice as it has been, has required a lot of discipline. No, Em, don't sit down. No, Em, you may not waste your time on the computer. No, Em, you must wait until nap time to read your book. And that is hard, and sometimes it seems to just get harder as the days go by.
But I think that if I can make myself stick with it, eventually it will get easier. Virtue by habituation?
For anyone interested (and for my own curiosity two months from now): here is the schedule we're following:
6am Wake up/shower/read/cup of tea
7am Boys get up/breakfast/dressed
Morning chores (with boys)
8:40am Read books to boys
9:45am Quiet time/Siah nap/desk work
10:30am Preschool with J and T (reading, math, baking, or animal discovery)
Baby Einstein for Siah when he wakes up
11:15am Kids outside/weekly chores/make lunch
Errands if necessary, or outside playtime/chores
2pm Naptime (J quiet time)
3pm Chapter book with J
3:30pm Dinner prep/desk work/whatever hasn't happened yet/J legos or starfall
4:30pm Kid movie when T wakes up