We are all home from a couple of days spent with the Bakers in Tahoe. Usually our Tahoe trips at this time of year are full of snowy fun and winter wonderland pictures. Not this year. Mother Nature has not yet blessed the area with the white stuff. What I have realized - again - about my family is that none of us like to be out of our box. We like our own house, our own stuff, our own food, our own beds and, most importantly, our own space.
This is not news. You probably think that everyone likes their own stuff & their own space. That's true but I swear we take it to an unhealthy extreme. My kids love going to Tahoe. They love the cousins. They adore Auntie Dawn. I love Tahoe & the Cousins & Auntie Dawn. But MAN, we don't sleep well, our tummies get weird, we become snappish & irritable. We get disgruntled when the rhythm of our daily routines gets messed with. It didn't help that Jake, Chase, Kaleb, Tate and Tanner all have a cold at some level. But seriously, I worry about our ability to adapt.
Tate turned to the dark side today. Grumpy, grumpy, grumpy. Attitude. More grumpiness. We referred to him as "that pouty faced one" when we told a waitress what he wanted for dinner. At that point Tate was pissed off that we were stopping to eat rather than bringing him straight home. Jake was stopping to eat because he could foresee sandwiches for dinner (or cold cereal) because that is what happens when I have reached my breaking point. No sooner than we entered our house, Chloe took a shower, got a DVD and fled to the safety and blessed aloneness of her room. Kaleb took the opportunity to flee the family completely and ran to his safety zone - the Rosengreen's house.
Hopefully everyone will be back to normal tomorrow. At least normal for us. The snappishness and attitude should be toned down & we all will get to eat our normal weird diets. We are a family that values routine and solitude. I just hope that none of us cross the line to crazy because I think that there are times when we are precariously close to it. If you start to notice that we refuse to leave the house even for fun stuff...intervention might be necessary.
For now, I'm going to enjoy the fact that I'm all alone in my living room, with my electronic devices, my weird food and my own pillow.
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