Even if I have done the activity before and it went considerable less than smoothly.
Even if it is grocery shopping.
(And everyone and their dog knows that grocery shopping with children is never a pleasant or enjoyable activity. Yet every time I go, I think about how relaxed and mellow I am going to be this time and how the kids will be hypnotized by some miracle by my soothing behaviour and follow me around the store like well trained puppies. And after we will stop by a trendy cafe and enjoy a mug of hot chocolate and everyone will be so thankful for their hot chocolate and not even mention the idea of getting or doing anything else. And it will be wonderful, enjoyable, fantastic even... it will be just like a shopping trip taken with other adults or by yourself. *sigh)
Even though I should know better.
I should know better!
I went for a hike in Elkwater by myself with all the kids a couple of summers ago. In my head it was going to be wonderful, peaceful; a lovely hike through the trees with my four sweethearts, listening to the birds sing and stopping to check out all of nature's wonder whenever anyone wanted to stop because I wasn't going to be on a schedule.
No you don't. Because it was horrible, terrible, possibly the worst hiking experience of my life. Defiantly not blog worthy. So terrible, it wasn't even funny... until now, two years later, I can laugh about parts of it! There was one moment where the kids climbed around on a big rock for awhile and I sat as far as I could from them but
Three of the kids seemed to enjoy climbing on that rock. 3 out of 5 ain't bad.
Otherwise most of the hike was spent listening to the older two complain about how long, hard, steep or boring the hike was, while the younger two just took turns crying or screaming together in unison. I spent the whole time pushing or pulling my empty or half empty double stroller up a narrow and bumpy trail... as well as carrying, whichever twin had kicked and wiggled themselves right out of the buckle, on one hip. Because neither of them wanted to ride in the stroller or walk apparently! Why do 1 and 2 year olds not want to ride in a stroller but you can't keep 4 and 5 year olds out of one?! Why does life have to be like that?!!! Why?!!! Oh right because... what's that saying again... life's a bitch! ;) At one point we started running to keep ahead of Mya because if she didn't catch up to us, at least she would stumble along behind screaming and crying but at least moving under her own power and not laying on the ground having her temper tantrum. Ok... so now I can chuckle about that. Just picturing myself running along, probably carrying Jax in one arm and pushing the empty and very awkward double jogging stroller with the other hand, with a bright red, tear streaked face from utter emotional and physical exhaustion and shouting at Shayla and Tristan to keep running so that toddler won't catch us. If we had actually seen anyone else on that trail what would they have even thought?! Actually who cares what they would have thought, if we had actually seen another human that day I would have handed them 4 children and taken off into the bush! Thankfully we never saw a soul!
Anyhow, glad that hike is now just a memory even if not such a distance one!
I started writing this post a couple of days ago after a very whinny and stressful trip to the city for a movie and shopping with just myself and the kids. So I cannot even remember where I was heading with this post. Was it suppose to end in an extremely negative... activities with kids just plain suck and that is all there is too it... kind of a fashion?! Possibly.
Thankfully today... because of my
I did hesitate for one moment and think about this blog post I was in the middle of writing... was I really that delusion? Would this walk really turn into the walk from hell?!
Then I shook my stubborn head no! Of course it would be wonderful, exciting and fun! Right?!
And it turned out this time it was!
And maybe that's the catch; sometimes these adventure do turn out ok. And then I only remember the good ones. (Except, of course, that terrible, horrible Elkwater hike... you remember that one right?! ;)
Or maybe it was because this time I really did let go of the schedule and we never made it to Great Grandma's or even into town. We stopped and slid in the ditch in front of our house for a quite a while and then spent a long time playing under the little bridge at the end of our road. Sliding and climbing around the snowy creek/ditch bed was super fun and a real adventure. We ended up having a picnic lunch there and popped into the school playground for a few minutes and then headed home. We were gone for 3 hours and got maybe half a kilometre from our house and had a wonderful, exciting and fun time! That has got to be the key: NO SCHEDULE!
That and all the children and parents must be in happy, perfect moods!!! :)
So saying that... expect another wonderful adventure to come around again sometimes next year!!! ;)
So there you have it, the secret to a fun and wonderful adventure: