Thursday, January 16, 2014
Maeryn was having trouble.
She wanted a house.
She wanted to live in this house.
She wanted to live with Aunt Lor.
She wanted to live with her friends in Canada.
She wanted... stability.
We hadn't had a whole lot of it lately.
Not only were we moving from place to place rather quickly, we had stopped adhering to our bedtime routines and everything seemed a little bit haphazard.
So Michael and I put our heads together and made a schedule we could stick to as a family. For Maeryn. For all of us, really. A schedule where every day would have a constant thing. Something she could expect and count on for that day, every single week. Every single location. Every single time.
Sunday: church - we hadn't been doing church regularly. It was sometimes scary to find a church we were confident about going to - but we decided for Maeryn's sake we needed to make the effort and just do it.
Monday - chill day - a day to relax and watch movies and catch up on sleep and just chill.
Tuesday - playground day - no matter where we were, we would find a playground and experience it.
Wednesday - date night - one on one time with parents and kids.
Thursday - adventure day - I would take them out during the day to somewhere new and exciting even though Michael was busy at work.
Friday - pizza and movie night
Saturday - pancake breakfast (hopefully with blueberries)
So today was playground day, and I wasn't about to screw this up the first week, so I searched the interwebs and found one within thirty minutes, and even though it was a tad bit chilly, we headed out into the wilds.
We had a fun time: