I always had this idea that I would have the ‘kids house’ meaning the one all the kids would want to hang at, which also meant a modicum of control over who my boys spent time with. Lately it has been that way, but lately it has been too much.
The old saying, ‘be careful what you wish for’ proves itself true everyday. Kids are kids. They want to get into everything and eat everything and milk your time. They want to play constantly and have zero regard for the work you need to do–even if they are your own kids. Today was much the same, with eight kids roaming the halls of the TalisSpace. We played games and had fun, but as always the younger kids (not mine) completely forgot about the rules and spent their moments digging around in the pantry and touching a bunch of stuff that they should not. Perhaps the lesson here is to be prepared that if you’re going to have that many kids over you are going to need to be ready to watch them with eight eyes, because two never seems to be enough. My eldest gets it. He prefers when we all play outside where none of our belongings are at risk. At times he even suggests the friends not be allowed inside.
He isn’t wrong.