Somedays I don’t know why I bother. You think some activities are going to be fun and enjoyable and easy.
And then you remember that you have kids, and NOTHING WILL EVER BE EASY EVER AGAIN!
Today I took the kids to the movies. We don’t do it very often; in fact we don’t do much of anything in school holidays that doesn’t involve going for a walk, or enjoying a play ground, but I thought ‘what the heck?’ Now my reasoning was sound. I would go on a Tuesday, cause it’s cheaper. I would go before Bailey turns three next week so I don’t have to pay for him. I would go after Ava’s sleep so she would be well rested and compliant. And we would go see Cars 2 because all of the kids (including Bailey) should enjoy that. I would take my own drinks, and lollies, but might buy popcorn as a treat.
Sounds good right?
Problem number 1. Nothing wrong with going on Tuesday, except that the movie was in 3D so it wasn’t cheap Tuesday. Tickets were still $20 an adult, $16.50 each for the girls. Thankfully Bailey was still free.
There was a 2D movie that was out that was cheaper, but of course it wasn’t on at the right time. The only two sessions would both cut into Ava’s nap time, and that would just mean the whole thing would be too hard with a grumpy baby.
Which brings us to problem number 2.
Problem number 2. Because we made plans, and had to be somewhere, Ava decided that she would not sleep this morning. ‘That’s ok,’ I thought. She will be tired and go to sleep on my lap during the movie. Thats what babies do. They cuddle up with their mummy and their cuski, and go to sleep.
Not my baby! She stayed awake the whole time, and was a wriggle pot. She sat still for all of fifteen minutes, and then she wanted to get down, and threatened screaming the cinema down if I didn’t let her. She crawled up and down the stairs, she threw her bottle, straws and my mobile under the chairs in front of her, and she she chose today to learn how to drink out of a straw. Unfortunately it was my Diet Coke. (I thought she was just chewing on the end.) That didn’t really help my no sleeping issue.
At one point, I gave up, left the other three with my mum, and took her for a walk into Coles to get some milk. Might as well use time wisely I say?
Enter problem number three.
Problem Number three. Of course I forgot the drinks. The poppers are still sitting in the freezer where I put them to cool down. Thankfully, wonderful darling Nanna saved me a small fortune, and bought everyone a drink. And thankfully because of a Cars 2 promotion, one of those drinks came in a plastic cup, because whilst I was buying milk, Bridie, who had consumed far too many Burger Rings, Skittles and Lemonade, threw up. Mum caught it in the cup. So upon my return I headed back out to the toilet to empty the offending liquid, and also relieve my very full bladder from the diet coke I had skulled so Ava couldn’t drink it.
And you know there wasn’t any toilet paper.
Problem Number Four. Cars 2, whilst being a lot of fun, is really too long for an almost three year old, and the story was WAY above him. Bailey got bored. Which of course resulted in him eating too much (thankfully not throwing up though), dropping his shoes under the seat in front, and walking back and forwards between mum and I, bumping the chairs in front, and incurring some dirty looks by the woman sitting in it. (She had kids too; you would think an iota of understanding might be given, but apparently not!)
So when the movie finally finished, I had to crawl around looking for lost items on the floor, whilst juggling a tired, grumpy baby, a sick little girl, and a bored toddler. Taylah is the biggest TV head ever so she was the one silver lining on my huge monsoonal storm cloud.
And as if all that wasn’t enough, Bridie’s ear drum is leaking multitudes of pus again, so I had to take her to the doctor and spend fifty dollars (again) on ear drops and antibiotics. (And yes that is the generic brand!) Thankfully wonderful mother stayed home with the other kids so that tired, grumpy baby, and bored, grumpy toddler, could have a giant sleep. And three hours later they are both still asleep, and will need to be woken up so they sleep tonight. Which they probably won’t because heaven forbid they should make life easy!
And the cherry on top of this proverbial mess of crap, is that when I went into the bottle-o whilst waiting for the excessively expensive prescription, the line was HUGE, and not worth waiting in, so I still have no red wine. Which would make me a much happier mummy, and more inclined to see the funny side of this ridiculous turn of events!
So that was Tuesday! Do yourself a favour and go see Cars 2 in 3D. But do it on your own without your kids. And smuggle in a bottle of red, cause why not?