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Vacation adventures (or not)

I’ve had 4 friends sleep over at my place this vacation. And here I thought that I didn’t do anything for vacations! But it’s kind of different, I was trying to explain to Mom. You see, I wanted to go somewhere new and far and explore new adventures, maybe visit a new city or a new country. All my friends go far for vacations. This time of year is skiing season. We only do sledding. Mom said that having friends over was kind of its own adventure. I guess that’s another way to look at it.

Well, we did do some stuff that we don’t get to do every day maybe. We made a tent in my room, we made things from dough, we had water play, we played soccer with my brother, we drew and colored, we filmed a music video or two with my doodads of messes that we didn’t have to clean. Mom was okay to clean up after us whenever we did some of the cooking for her. So I was glad for that.

Though, because we didn’t care about how much mess we made, she was not so happy. She said it took her longer to clean up after us than it was for her to cook. Well, what else did we do? Oh yes, we recorded a song and a drama, we ate good food, we did more baking and cooking, so therefore had to do a bit of the cleaning this time.

Oh well, cleaning is really not my thing. It’s probably the one thing that bothers me about home. When I go to my friend’s house, I don’t have to clean or pick up anything. But at my house, my mom’s always behind me making sure I put away my dishes, pick up my clothes, put my shoes on the shelf. I get tired of that sometimes. It even makes me angry. Can’t my mom leave me alone for once? Can’t I get a real vacation for a change? Vacations from having to do any kind of cleaning at all?

The other family night we played a question game. One question said: “If you could have one wish, what would it be?” Well, I definitely knew mine. It would be to have a magic wand that I could zap my room with and it would be clean and tidy. Or touch my dish and it would automatically put itself in the dishwasher, then the dishwasher could tell on its own when it was full and turn itself on. And my bed… it would make itself as soon as I got out of it. Now wouldn’t be that something!

But… God doesn’t zap me with a wand to make me do something. He gently invites me to do the right thing. Then it’s up to me to decide. I guess I do kind of like that free choice better.

And, what would be your one top wish?

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My Birthday Day

Today was my birthday! Yay! But nay for the longest school day of the week. Looking on the bright side, as that’s what I’ve been taught, it happened to fall on a Friday this year, the night of our family activity. Yay again! Now what could be better than that?

If you don’t know what our family nights are like, well… too bad. But all I can say is that you’re missing out. I’ll have to tell you about it one day, but for now, for today, it’s my birthday and that’s all you’re going to hear about. A nice big bowl of cereal to start out the day, with yogurt and cut up fruits into it, just how I like it and best of all, Mom made it for me. Usually I never know what to eat for breakfast so sometimes I just skip it. But I do get a feeling of starvation and sometimes pain when my tummy tells me it’s hungry but I have to tell it to sit still in class for another 2 hours. No fun. But not today!

Mom filled my bowl with all those things she knows I like. Thanks Mom! Then for lunch, she changed the menu to chicken instead of fish which is what we usually have on Friday. But she knows it’s not my favorite. A double thanks, Mom! Back to school after lunch and then home 3 hours later. Mom took me out for a snack I could choose and then we did some drawing together. Triple thanks, Mom. She took every moment while I was at home to spend it with me. That was almost as good as having a friend over.

But I could hardly wait for family night, this time prepared by Dad. Pizza dinner then some of my favorite desserts, home made banana ice-cream and coco chipped cookies. “Please make those again!” I told Mom. Fun games and relays, dress up races, balloons, laughs, dancing, jokes and stories from when we were younger. What could be funner? Quadrillion thanks, Dad! “Can we celebrate my birthday all over again next week? Since it’s my turn to plan family night, I get to choose what I want, right?” I asked. “It’s all yours!” they said. I do like the attention on ME, though I don’t know if all those games will be as fun if I lead them. I’ll see how I feel after turning 11 years and 1 week. We ended the evening by watching videos of each September month since I was born. I think it’s God’s turn to be thanked, for amazing family memories I’ll never forget!