We have three children living with us, pre-teen to early teens. They are a handful at the best of times.
Sometimes we have dreaded March Break. How do we keep them occupied? How do we keep them from killing each other?
But this year, one week has so far turned into about two months because of the pandemic. If you had told me last year that there was the potential that the school year could end in the middle of March instead of the end of June, I would have fallen into the fetal position.
Add to this that we cannot go on family outings, cannot go to the movies and cannot even play at a park. All summer camps are cancelled. It sounds like a nightmare.
But the kids are alright (as the Who once said).
Our two children who usually fight told us that they “called a truce.” And the truce is holding. They are getting along fine. It is actually more peaceful at our house than ever before.
I’m not saying that they don’t have their moments. But it is going far better than Amanda and I could ever have imagined. This is Good News!
