Attempt at a fun and interesting weekend

Its been a while since my first post, but no excuse can be said except to watch what exactly consumes my time. I've been a full-time stay at home mom for two and a half years.  Its had many ups and downs.  When I worked, I still came home, took care of the kids, did the laundry, fed the kids, cleaned up their rooms and found fun things for them to do.

My hubby went back to work a couple of months prior to my job elimination that led to me staying at home.  I do everything with our boys and for our boys.  Getting "me" time is only when the boys are either asleep or all at school.  So weekends come and while I enjoy doing things as a family, I have came to accept that my hubby is just mentally exhausted from a grueling work week and really doesn't want to do anything but veg.  So our boys and I spend many of our adventures without him coming with us.  Am I still bothered by it?  Most definitely.  Do I still put up a stink about it?  I choose my battles wisely (this would require a whole other blog on the challenges of marriage and making things work).

So our adventure without my hubby was our local holiday parade (you know the one they don't call a Christmas parade any more).  We managed to arrive early enough to get within 2 blocks and get good parking.  All we had to do is walk across the Main Street bridge and, Wallah, we were there.  Great spot right were it began. There must have been at least 50 Harley riding veterans starting off the parade.  The rest of the parade consisted of at least 5 floats, 15 dance tropes all playing "All I want for Christmas" as their first song, and at least 50 dogs dressed up as reindeer from various kennels, groomers and pet rescuers.  In fact, I have never seen so many dogs walking that distance.  I was pretty impressed.  So what was one of the first things our oldest son asks, "Mom, are you getting enough pictures so we can show Daddy?"  My only response was, "No, because Daddy doesn't really care about the parade." Its true, he doesn't. I probably should have said that I'm doing the best I can, but truth is I wasn't.

So, to make a long story short, we had a good time together and got out to enjoy ourselves.  I've committed this to prayer and now I wonder, should I play "cats in the cradle" to drop some hints?  Don't get me wrong, I love my husband and our marriage is solid.  We differ solely on how to be involved with out kids.  I just don't want the boys to grow up and resent him for not coming with them.