Over the past few weeks, we've had the opportunity to shake things up here at BadAssMama Central. As much as I enjoy routine and predictability in my schedule, every once in a while you have to be spontaneous - even with two-under-the-age-of-six.
I've learned (after many painful errors in judgment) to never give the boys a clue that we have a surprise for them. Unless, of course, I am in the mood for some variation of, "Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?" up until the moment we actually walk through the door of the event in question. So, over the past 2 weekends we've successfully kept the boys in the dark until seconds before each special event.
Last weekend, we were invited by the world famous Harlem Globetrotters to join their 2012 season opener at the brand spanking new Barclays Center in Brooklyn. It was incredible to watch our kids enjoy a throwback from our childhood. Angel and Victor danced in the aisles, laughed themselves silly, cheered for the Globies and smiled until their faces hurt. I will never forget this moment for the rest of my life.
This weekend, the memory making continued with a surprise trip to North Carolina for the Bank of America 500 NASCAR race, sponsored by the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I love the fact that my little jet setters (each traveling since they were babies) made no qualms about rising before the sun to get on an airplane, even though they had NO idea where we were going. They are even getting big enough to help with some of the heavy lifting at the airport...
We toured the pits, hung out in the TMNT Kids Zone, watched the game from a super cool suite, met the Ninja Turtles and carried two sleepy but thoroughly blissed-out boys back to the bus to snooze until 8am Sunday morning (a record for my two early risers!)
Without a doubt, my family enjoyed two back-to-back incredibly amazing, once-in-a-lifetime weekends. More importantly, I am happy to say that for once I was able to take a breath and enjoy the moment rather than planning, worrying, cleaning, fussing or organizing. Yes, The BadAssMama is taking baby steps toward living a more mindful existence and actually experiencing the moments with my kids rather than just planning for them and fussing about how exhausted I am.
True, the weekend did end with a delayed flight that included a barf bag incident and two little boys discreetly peeing in a juice bottle during our final descent. But we handled it all with a wink and a smile.
And The BadAssMama never even broke a sweat....