Okay, so I have been without school obligations for 3 (business, anchor free) days now. I don't count the weekend because well, those aren't anchor free now are they. It is this time when I am finished school but they aren't and I have to sit in the city and roast while waiting for them to be finished school, that the name "Anchors" becomes meaningful. A few years ago I made the statement "they are like anchors around my neck keeping me in the city when I could/should be at the cottage". Ever since then the name has stuck. I love the little beggers, don't get me wrong but it seems at this time of year that I get a little edgey with them. They get a little edgey with school and being home too. They want to be at the cottage as badly as I do, they hate the heat of the city. Girl Anchor complains of not being to sleep because of the noise from having her window open, her little eyes are so puffy from sleepless nights. Boy Anchor wears ear plugs but his complaints are the smells of summer?!? help me with that one. He says he doesn't like to smell the garbage cans on his way to school on garbage day in the summer. He actually came home yesterday all dramatic gasping, he said he held his breath almost the whole way home. Considering that we live a good 6 minute walk from school I don't think so.
So there you have it, the explanation to the name Anchors. I get edgey with them, they drive me nuts, I always say that I didn't sign onto parenthood willingly that I was drunk, (I was really only drunk with Girl Anchor, I was actually on the pill with Boy Anchor, I was that 1% that gets away) but I love them and only I get to call them The Anchors because they are mine. The Husband calls them the Tax Write Offs. Yeah I know, we win parents of the year...AGAIN ;o)
p.s. plus I have been shuffling the Anchors around to dentist appointments and orthodontist appointments etc. so really how Anchor free have my days been?