Today was Professional Development Day (PDD) at Elliott's school. That means classes ended at 12:08 P.M. Of course it landed on a Jonah day, so all afternoon I had both boys.
Can I watch both boys by myself? Sure. Do I want to? No. I always become crabby grandma when I watch both boys together. First of all, they're wild together. Then there's the four-year age difference, which makes it tough to find a safe activity both boys will enjoy. And, of course, Jonah's attention span is much shorter than his big brother's. Whatever the reason, without fail, within 30-60 minutes I'm yelling at one or both of them. I hate it.
I can't imagine any parent looking forward to PDDs. Most families have two working parents, so it has to be a pain to find childcare for one afternoon every couple of months. Emily and Mike are lucky to have a set of parents with somewhat flexible schedules. But next time I'm going to insist papa help me or Mike take a half day off. No body likes crabby grandma, especially me.