My three kids get along great, as long as they are nowhere near each other. It’s Christmas break, and now I understand why Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again. My seven-year-old daughter usually leaves the house every weekday to attend first grade, leaving her four-year-old and one-year-old brothers to play with me all day. Two days into my daughter’s two-week Christmas break found us with the TV on nearly all day and the kids arguing over which show to watch: PJ Masks or anything with a princess.
“All right,” I announced. “Tomorrow we are having a no-TV day. No cartoons all day.”
The kids took the news pretty well, even though it meant they would have to play together. The next morning, they all sat at the table for breakfast instead of eating toast sitting on the couch staring at the screen on the wall. My sons built forts with blankets and chairs. My daughter wrapped Christmas presents. They all built corrals with plastic panels and played rodeo together with plastic horses and bucking bulls.
After lunch, we went outside and enjoyed some fresh air as a family. The kids rode their bikes and jumped on the trampoline. We read Christmas books instead of watching our usual evening TV. It was a much better way to kick off two weeks of togetherness, a vacation that I think I might survive now that the PJ Masks theme song is no longer on repeat in my brain.