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Some of you may have already seen this when I posted it on Facebook earlier today, so if you’re friends with me on Facebook feel free to ignore this post. However, my other loyal blog followers should not be deprived of my children’s ongoing depravity simply because we are not connected on Facebook. It is week eight of Quarantine. Monotony has set in. We are officially bored. In an attempt to spruce it up a bit today I alllowed the girls to engage in an activity they are not often permitted to enjoy. They were going to get to FaceTime their cousin. This meant they had to connect their iPad with their Aunt’s phone. Seems simple enough. I definitely should have thought that through more before I sent them into the other room with the iPad. They attempted to connect with her roughly 1,476,264 times. She did not pick up. Apparently Aunt Kayla changed her phone number. Likely to get away from my children. The poor mysterious soul that was the unwitting recipient of the slew of attempted FaceTime connections texted my girls back to ask them to stop trying to FaceTime with them. The below are the screenshots I took when I got the iPad back to see what they were doing. They may have pushed it a little too far in trying to determine the correct identity. On the plus side, I’m counting this as a homeschooling lesson in future career preparedness. They should get future credits in Detective School. I think I just Dual Enrolled my kids for college credit. Detective School is a thing right? I mean…they have to learn that stuff somewhere…

This quarantine is definitely starting to get to us. My kids turned two earthworms into their pets. Melon and Sally. I’m not making this up. At first I thought it was really cute. Then, when Rose started talking about how they were going to teach the worms to come when they called them by name I realized it was just sad. I’m pretty sure that they’re outside sewing leashes for them as we speak. Elle decided that she wanted more than just two worms so she tried to convince Rose to come with her on her quest for more dirt dwellers. Rose was, understandably, less than enthusiastic. (Raising two worms at the same time was going to be a lot of work. How could she possibly bite off any more? And don’t even get me started on the cost of sending three worms to college!) I told Elle that she could probably handle this conquest on her own. She, totally seriously, replied “What if I find two at the same time and one tries to escape!? I need Rose there to help me catch the second one so it doesn’t get away!” I guess when you’ve gone seven weeks without the least little smidge of anything exciting your threshold for what you consider dangerous adapts as well. This is the epitome of excitement over here ladies and gentlemen. We may have hit rock bottom. But if we flip that rock over maybe we’ll find a couple more worms! Turn those lemons into lemonade…

I’m just wondering how we’re going to get them a matching sweater for our Christmas card…

4/22/20

Don’t you guys have your own cubicles to work in!? Janet, Sharon, Carol, and Bob apparently failed Social Distancing 101. I NEED MY SPACE PEOPLE!

I thought I was killing it as a homeschool teacher. I’ve been creating simple lesson plans and cool reward systems for completion. Coming up with science and art projects. Making flash cards. Teaching new kid-specific skills. The other day I found out real quick that I’m not as great at teaching as I thought. By pure chance I had purchased a cheap and cool looking barometer at a thrift shop before this whole quarantine started, thinking my kids could learn something. I broke it out the other day and I made the girls watch a few videos online to learn about barometers and air pressure, etc. They were pretty boring videos, but the payoff was going to be worth it right!? (Turns out the people that are interested in making air pressure videos for YouTube may be lacking in the charisma department just a tad.) After boring our pants off in the name of science we got the barometer out to give it a try. Turns out it was not a barometer after all. It was just a fancy thermometer. Hmmm…that was a lot of barometer-build up for nothing. Did we learn anything? Nope. Just that the inside of our house is 69 degrees. Science lesson over. Teachers should get paid one hundred billiondy dollars. 

Why is Carol getting paid!? Today she made a giant cardboard fort in MY office and, in her excitement to pop out and surprise me, got herself stuck in the window. Naturally I left her there for a bit so she could learn a valuable lesson: Build a fort in your own office. I’ve got work to do. Somebody’s got to be productive enough that this company can afford to keep you around.

Today marks exactly 10 solid years of wedded bliss for Alex and I. We were supposed to be on a beach in Jamaica this entire week. Instead we are enjoying being quarantined with four children and our in-laws in a snowstorm. It’s pretty much the same thing. When you can’t live it up reggae-style, you do the next best thing…recreate your entire wedding day. Complete with some strange photos that we took with random gifts we still have from our original wedding…because that makes as much sense as the rest of this. We then get a taste of a Jamaican honeymoon with an authentic Jamaican meal courtesy of my amazing mother-in-law. (Also, the next time you’re forced to self-quarantine, if you’re not doing it with a gourmet chef, you’re doing it wrong.)

Mimosa’s with the bridesmaids!

Getting ready before the big event!

Grabbing a drink while they wait for wedding time

So many emotions!

Officially entering manhood!

Wedding gift from 10 years ago!



Many of you likely already saw these photos from my various social media channels. But, we had so much fun making them I thought there may be a few people that subscribe to the blog alone that would enjoy these as well! Feel free to share with friends to brighten their day if you’d like! I challenged my family to an “Artwork Recreation Challenge” to provide some entertainment during these long days of quarantine. They did not disappoint. Subscribe to the blog and follow me on Instagram (@worldsokayestparenting) if you want more fun like this!

I told them to lay down and read for naptime. I guess next time I’ll need to be more specific. When you’re in quarantine for four weeks you have a lot of time to get organized and clean. And when you get to the deep recesses in the inner sanctum of your house you start to find your husband’s piles of junk that he brought into the marriage 10 years ago and hasn’t touched since. You immediately move all of this stuff to a donation pile because it’s all completely worthless and useless. (He agrees. Mostly.) All thrift shops are closed currently, so you’ll begin a pile in your bedroom so it’s not in the way. When you send your five-year-old to take a nap in the bedroom and she doesn’t obey, this child will go through said pile and start reading a book on how to play Grand Theft Auto – complete with pictures. If you’re not familiar with this game consider yourself lucky. It’s quite degenerate. We don’t even own a video game console, but now I’m tempted to get one to see how much of this knowledge she retained. And bonus… we now have all the Cheat Codes! We’ve already used up all of the nice wholesome family game ideas… my daughters are about to kick some serious butt at felonious car robbery and assault!