It’s The Best Day Ever

Brady has been helping me out with little chores around the house. This started because he wanted to buy a new battery charger that cost $20. We do not need another battery charger (we really do not need the one we have, but Brady likes it) and it seemed ridiculous to spend $20 on something we do not really need so I told him I would give him money if he helped me out and he could save up for the battery charger.

So today he helped me by gathering all the dirty clothes and putting them in a basket for me to wash. He said, “I really like to help you, Mom, because you are such a busy lady.” Sweet, I thought. Then he said, “Hey, do you think now you will have some extra time to spend with me and just hang out since I am helping you with all of your busy work.” Ouch. That hurt worse than Angry Mom.

The truth really does hurt. Most evenings I feel like I hardly interact with the boys at all because I am always cooking or cleaning or folding laundry. We eat dinner together but it is usually chaotic. I bathe them most nights, but even then, I am always rushing them because I still have things to cross off my list. We read stories together at night but by then, I am really just half zoned out and on autopilot.

Today was a pretty light day. The only things I had on my agenda (other than the bottomless laundry and dishes) were visiting my grandma and getting the boys’ haircut and I had both accomplished by 11 am. I skipped church because Mark had to work and taking all three boys by myself is pointless as I do not even hear ¼ of what is said.

I thought we should do something fun together so I decided on making giant soft pretzels. I remember making them with my mom when I was a kid, so I was hoping the kids would get a kick out of it and would have memories of me involving something other than me doing housework and/or being angry.

We gathered our ingredients first and that is when I realized I did not have enough baking soda in the cupboard. This is not because I bake a lot, it is because I make my own drain cleaner (much to my husband’s chagrin.) So I had to make a trip to the store in the rain before we could get started, but I was determined to make them.

It went far better than I could have imagined and the kids had a lot of fun kneading the dough and rolling out the pretzels. Brady thought he should knead the dough with his actual knees, but thankfully, I was able to talk him out of it.

Sully did not like the taste of them and the end result was that I had to clean up the kitchen (again) but the kids did sing “It’s the Best Day” song from SpongeBob, so there’s that.

spreading the flour

spreading the flour


mixing the dough

mixing the dough


kneading the dough

kneading the dough


rolling the pretzels

rolling the pretzels


the final product

the final product

About jillo31

I always wanted to write the great American novel. I've come to the realization that that may not happen. Instead, I'm going to write about my life as a working mom to three boys. I figure in ten years, I won't remember what these days are like. I want to record my everyday victories and struggles.
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