In the spirit of "let's find any excuse to take an evening off" Husband and I decided we should celebrate Cinco de Mayo. Sadly, I don't really know much about the holiday. Mexican independence? I should probably find out for sure. Because right now I think I know more about Dia de los Muertos.....which really isn't that much either.
Every time we decide to have an evening off we're pretty limited. We have these really little people living here, and for some reason they require constant attention. So instead of leaving the house for a magical Mexican evening we had a "Date Night In."
I'm sure it's not a new concept. Basically, one of us grabs some food (that isn't a Happy Meal) and we rent a movie from Redbox. Then we sit on our couch and ignore any and all whining from the sleeping kids' bedrooms.
I had to run a few errands that evening anyway, so I was the one who picked up dinner. I was planning on Mexican food. On the Border chicken chimichangas with sour cream sauce are the best, and totally non-fattening, I swear. But then I remembered how much Husband likes Panda Garden. Which is not Cinco de Mayo-ish at all - unless the Chinese celebrate Mexican holidays.
But it turns out that getting food from Panda Garden was ok, because when I got there the front counter chick and the grill dude kept conversing, really loudly, in Spanish.
I almost told them to have a happy Cinco de Mayo, but instead I just kept my mouth shut as I left with my orange chicken and egg rolls.
My kids won't clean. As in, NEVER EVER E-V-E-R. It's excruciatingly frustrating.
I started taking things away. TV, video games, movies, Netflix (yeah, my kids know what Netflix is...) playing with friends, going outside, BREATHING. Nothing would motivate them to clean.
So a few days ago we took every single toy, shoved them all in the toy room, and shut the door. They're officially grounded from everything. (And the toy room is a certified disaster.)
You would think this would phase them, right? Or at least affect them in some way? NOPE. They can't have tv, games, friends or toys and they're happy as clams. In fact, they've been more compliant and cheerful since everything became off limits. They play together all day using annoying things like blankets and their imaginations.
It makes me seriously think about getting rid of everything. Maybe we'd all be a lot happier? And at least I would never have to nag them to clean up their stuff if it was all imaginary.