7 Is So Lame

(disclaimer - this post is in jest. If you have 0-7 kids I'm kidding ok? Don't get your panties in a bunch)

Only 7 of the kids were around this past weekend. 2 are away at college and 2 of the others were at various retreats over the weekend.

The house was quiet like a tomb or a morgue or a McCain victory party. It was so darn quiet, creepy quiet at times. I was waiting for someone to jump out of the closet with a hockey mask on and an axe in hand. Wait, bad example. That's a daily occurrence at our house.

Sam and I kept looking at each other wondering what to do with 'only' 7 around to take care of, feed, take to various activities etc......We cooked to much at meals, only used around 20 gallons of gas this weekend, didn't have enough bodies at chore time...heck I had to rake the leaves myself - who am I kidding, I didn't rake the leaves. The kids can do that this week. I mean what's the point of having them if I can't get work out them.

The biggest problem is when one of the kid’s playmates is gone and they get bored and are looking for attention. What you want daddy to play with you?! Daddy is busy watching this important North-Central Idaho vs. Southern Topeka Poly Tech football game. And after that PBS is having a documentary on the evolution of Victorian Dress and its influence on the Romantic period of English literature.

It was weird. Sam could actually go to the bathroom without being bothered. But she was in the bathroom a lot longer though. She probably forgot how to go without an audience.

For a good part of Saturday 4 of the other kids were out of the house doing other things. So we were down to 3 kids for awhile. Heck we can do that with one hand tied behind our backs. Which is a good thing since the boys will tie you up and try and burn you at the stake in a second if you aren’t paying attention.

Now, if it had been all the older kids that were away and we had the 7 youngest at home that would be a different story. That would mean Sam and I (really Sam) would have to buckle the kids into car seats, wipe little kids butts, clean up oatmeal that was used as finger-paint on the walls……

My kids noticed it too (well the non-blondes do). They kept asking where everyone was. And saying it was quiet and boring around the house.

To make up for it we had neighbors over for dinner Saturday night who have 5 young kids....that helped some but we still had lots of leftovers and it just wasn’t the same.

And just to show you what type of people we are, when we only have 7 kids at home we like to call up friends of ours who have 7 kids and tell them how easy they have it and how lame they are and that they better get to work on number 8.