I find that it actually goes in cycles. I'm busy for a bit, and then I slow down and do as little as possible, just because I can. When we first retired, we travelled in our RV for about 4 months. Grandkids started arriving (two in 2010, one in 2012, and one in 2013). It was time to stay put for a while to enjoy them and help out. We did some more traveling and came back. We spent some time working on the house, and then updating the RV. I say "we" but it is really my husband that was doing all the work. My job was to start going through all the stuff we had accumulated in 35+ years of marriage. It was time to let go of things we no longer needed or used. I had boxes and boxes of things from my mother's estate that I had saved. I used the affirmation, "I easily let go of things I no longer need." I'm down to just a few odds and ends to make final decisions on.
Just when I thought we were winding up on a busy stretch, we decided to take do another stint of "Grandma and Grandpa Daycare". We had taken care of two of our grandsons during each of their first years of life. It is a lot of work, as any stay at home mom or dad can attest to. There is a reason people have children in their 20s and 30s (and if they are really brave, in their 40s), and not in their 60s. And we were not dealing with the normal "there's a baby in the house" sleep deprivation, yet still we are pooped by the end of the day. As one of our younger grandsons moved into a new class at preschool/daycare, we noticed a sudden change in his behavior and his moods in general. He was not connecting with his new teacher, and the new more structured routine of this class. He appeared to be unhappy and almost depressed. I couldn't stand it, and with his parents' approval, we began again to care for him during the day.
Mister T just turned three. I don't care what they say about the "twos" - I find the "threes" to be the most terrible. At three, they are more independent. They are better at problem solving, i.e. if I move that chair over, I can climb up on the kitchen counters, etc. They are stubborn. They refuse to nap even though you know they are tired.
Mister T is really Grandpa's boy; all our grandsons are Grandpa's boys. Grandma becomes slightly more interesting when there are art and cooking projects to do. Most of Mister T's day is spent dragging Grandpa from this to that and back again.
To give my husband a break, I scour Pinterest to find ideas to keep Torren busy for a few minutes here and there. I have found lots of preschool activities, some better than others.
The other day, I found a blog article about tea-bag painting. I'm not a tea drinker, but from time to time, I buy boxes of herbal tea to have on hand if someone has a sore throat or wants a warm, decaffeinated drink before bed. I thought I'd give it a try. Going through my assortment of teas, I found mostly mint and chamomile teas, along with some green tea. Not a large choice of "colors" especially when someone's favorite color is red. I made a quick trip to the store for another choice.
This is what I found:
Obviously I bought tea that I thought I might drink. Maybe I should have picked something with berry in the title. The tea bag painting might have turned out more impressive than this:
Torren wasn't impressed either. He was more interested in squooshing and squeezing the bags over my clean kitchen floor. (Anyone who knows me, knows that "clean" is an objective adjective - so consider the source.) This whole project held his attention for maybe one minute. Way too much work.
This is just one more reason I will never become a tea-drinker. Coffee is really my morning beverage of choice. But I will say, the White Chocolate Mocha Black Tea was pretty good. Of course, I made it better with some stevia and some half-and-half. Hmmm.....I wonder how some Bailey's would taste?
Stay tuned for more Pinterest fails.......and maybe an occasional keeper. Right now, I'm off to make coffee!