The best made plans

I had it all planned after the Dish Network technician left, TTT were going to use the money Grandma and Grandpa sent them and buy themselves breakfast at McD's. They were excited until the Dish tech took longer than expected and the walk we were going to take turned into a drive, but by the time we were ready leave McD's was no longer serving breakfast. Instead I made fried eggs, a newly learned skill, and threw them on a tortilla with meat and cheese and rolled it up. It's like I'm a cooking genius. Jory loved it.

Our new plan was going well so while Jory and the baby were eating, I decided to go vacuum. I vacuumed away until I thought did I give Rowan her food. I went to the kitchen to check only to discover, I never turned off the pan and her breakfast was now burnt. I turned to Jory and asked why he didn't tell me the food was burning.

"I was calling your name but you didn't hear me," he replied.

As I opened windows, doors, and turned on fans, I asked him, "Could I hear you over the vacuum?"

"No."

"Then why didn't you come get me to tell me the food was burning?"

He and Rowan stared blankly at me.

"If you smell something burning and I didn't hear you calling me, then you need to come get me. Do you understand?"

Yes, they nodded.

"Like this Mommy," Jory asked as he got out of his chair.

"Just like that," I answered. They can get out of their chair for a billion different reasons, but they can't get out of it to tell me the house is going to burn down?

I could tell it was going to be a day for an early nap, but instead of a nap we took Layla to get her first haircut or rather trim, I can't have her with some crazy hairstyle right before Easter. She sat in the chair like a big girl. I was so proud of her. Then it was off to Target to pick up an item or two, then back to the house with our McD's food, it got too cold and windy to walk.

We watched a movie about Easter as we ate, but after lunch everyone started acting a little nutty and I couldn't take it any longer. Jory was sent to the dining room to do math problems and read. Rowan was sent to the kitchen to write her alphabet. And baby sat in the family room and colored. I helped Jory with his work, reviewed Rowan's alphabet handiwork, and admired the baby's masterpiece. It was so nice to have silence so I could think about what to do next, while at the same time have all my children being productive. I loved it! I didn't imagine the day would end up like this, but I'm glad it did.