{"id":34946,"date":"2017-05-25T07:06:51","date_gmt":"2017-05-25T11:06:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ahealthysliceoflife.com\/?p=34946"},"modified":"2021-02-11T12:38:57","modified_gmt":"2021-02-11T17:38:57","slug":"day-life-5-12-3-years-old","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ahealthysliceoflife.com\/day-life-5-12-3-years-old\/","title":{"rendered":"Day in the Life: 5 1\/2 and 3 Years Old"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’ve been sharing day in the life posts<\/a> every 6 months or so and wow, it’s incredible to see how things evolve so quickly. I try to pick the most typical day possible to share, but right now, every day is different. Though I will say, most do at least begin the same:<\/p>\n

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5:30 am: I’m at the computer typing the blog post for the day. Once I get through it and schedule the social, I get through as many emails as possible before the kids get up. This particular morning my wordpress dashboard is giving me issues (technology is not always my friend… in fact, rarely is it) so I send a ticket to my tech crew and they have it resolved within minutes- love them!<\/p>\n

7:10 am: I’m still at the computer which means neither of the girls have woken up yet. They are allowed out of their rooms at 7:00 and usually come bounding downstairs not long afterwards, but they’ve been pretty worn out lately. I take advantage of this time to shower and get dressed myself.<\/p>\n

7:50 am: I hear Kaitlyn’s door open and a sleepy voice saying “it’s mah-ning time- my clock is gween!” She prefers me to come get her and I’m a sucker so I go upstairs to scoop her up.<\/p>\n

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Wet hair don’t care.<\/p>\n

8:05 am: Kaitlyn helps pour her cereal and is digging in when Hailey comes slothing down the stairs. While they both eat and start chatting about the cereal box pictures, I make breakfast for me.<\/p>\n

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8:40 am: After brushing teeth and hair and getting dressed and shoes, we’re in the car and off to preschool of time. Hailey asks me to turn off the music so she can read us a book on the way to school. She is reading it to her class the following day and wants to practice.<\/p>\n

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9:15 am: After we drop of Kaitlyn we stop to quickly clean out the car, grab some milk from Food Lion, then head back home. I hate to miss Burn Boot Camp<\/a> but dance recital tickets go on sale at 10:00 am and I have to be at a computer. These seats fill up in minutes, literal minutes<\/em>. It’s insane.<\/p>\n

We settle back in at home and Hailey is running around taking pictures on her camera<\/a> while I battle it out for recital tickets (third row, not too shabby!).<\/p>\n

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10:15 am: I put some hot water on to boil and open a pack of Earl Grey loose leaf tea that Adagio Teas<\/a>. It smells heavenly and I suddenly wish I could some how diffuse it to have the scent fill the house. At this point I contemplate switching to loose leaf entirely, as the tea is really fresh and smooth!<\/p>\n

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10:30 am: The next hour or so is super exciting. I fold laundry, Hailey helps me put it away, we pick up all the clutter that has taken over our house lately, I dry my hair, and we rock out to some Disney Pandora along the way.<\/p>\n

11:40 am: Hailey and I load up to pick up Kaitlyn from preschool. We scoop her up and she chats about her day (ok, mostly just what she had for snack- goldfish) on the way home. I fix lunch (mine differs from theirs, as I’m doing the best I can to keep up with eating all our CSA goodies).<\/p>\n

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Quinoa with sauteed bunching onion, chickpeas, grape tomatoes, with coconut aminos and bok choy on the side.<\/em><\/p>\n

I eat (faster than them) and then start reading books to them. It’s the best tool I have right now to keep them seated and eating. On days when have somewhere to be, it’s my only hope.<\/p>\n

12:40 pm: Hailey gets dressed in her tights and leotard by herself (!) and I try to get them both in the car. True to personality, Hailey hops right in and starts buckling, but Kaitlyn thinks it’s a fine time to puddle jump instead.<\/p>\n

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1:10 pm: We make it to dance on time! I pull Hailey’s hair into a quick bun while Kaitlyn runs off to play with another dance sibling. I love spending this hour chatting with my dance mom friends about the chaos of this time of year while we sneak peeks at the girls practicing for the “big stage.”<\/p>\n

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2:35 pm: We’re back home and the rain is still coming down. I tell the girls they are welcome to help me clean and do laundry (yup, more, always) or they can find something to do themselves. Go figure, they run off together.<\/p>\n

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3:40 pm: I finish all the laundry, clean up the downstairs, then take a deep breath and decide to focus my attention on the playroom. I’m super pumped that we are finally replacing the stained green carpet soon, which is motivating me to get in there and clean it out. We are phasing out the baby toys and going to set it up more appropriately for the girls’ ages, including a big table and chair set for us to homeschool at starting in the fall.<\/p>\n

The girls come in to “help” sort books but mostly they just play as I fill up trash bags and sort donation piles.<\/p>\n

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5:10 pm: Feeling satisfied with my progress, I head to the kitchen. David is home and is on dough rolling duty while I make a salad. He plays music over his beloved bluetooth speaker and we all hang out, prepping dinner.<\/p>\n

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To give a little context to the peaceful pictures, there are tears: once, because I cut Kaitlyn off from eating olives. Twice, because Hailey and Kaitlyn choose the same chair to sit in for dinner. Three times because, shoot I have no clue.<\/p>\n

In a completely unrelated move, David and I open wine.<\/p>\n

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5:45 pm: Dinner is served! We eat and try to continue to teach the art of conversation (so far they usually ask a single question how was your day daddy?<\/em> then once he starts with it was…<\/em> they are back to singing and making funny faces at each other. We end up playing the ‘Rather Game,’ a household meal time favorite.<\/p>\n

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6:35 pm: We are finishing up dinner. It’s late so we decide to skip baths. David helps corral the girls, get them in pajamas, and to brush their teeth while I clean the kitchen.<\/p>\n

6:55 pm: We all pile up in the carpeted hallway and read two books. Hailey and David take off to her room to read a chapter or two from The Princess in Black while Kaitlyn climbs on my back and I give her a horsey ride into her room. When I stop, she gets off, pats my head and says “you a good una-corn.”<\/p>\n

7:20 pm: After covering Kaitlyn and Mimi (her bunny) up and singing two songs (Sugar Sugar and You Are My Sunshine), I say goodnight and close the door. David walks out not long after me. We sit on the back porch and chat for about an hour.<\/p>\n

8:30 pm: We watch the season finale of Designated Survivor (mocking the unrealistic parts along the way) then wash up for bed.<\/p>\n

9:30 pm: Lights out!<\/p>\n

I always wonder if these days are worth sharing, as they are as typical as they come. But I do love looking back on them and seeing how our routines change. Honestly some of my favorite days are the ones just spent at home. Despite the mundane tasks of laundry and organizing, having the girls run in and out, giggling from room to room while they freeze each other with Elsa power really makes these days pretty special in their own way. <3<\/p>\n

Though I highly doubt it, did I leave anything out?<\/strong><\/p>\n

What is your favorite part of your day?<\/strong><\/p>\n

Of course I can’t just choose one: Mine is a tie between the quiet mornings I have to myself, breakfast time with the girls, and the couch time with David once the girls are down for the night.<\/p>\n

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