Am I supposed to hate my kids? I don't, and here's why..

So, The Loud One had fall break this week. Yay! Kitty and I missed him...we were excited. We colored, played games, took naps, watched our favorite shows (Martha Speaks, Word Girl, Ruff with Ruff Ruffman, etc obviously, we love PBS) played spray hunt (kinda like Hide N Seek/Tag with spray bottles), and went shopping at Publix during sample time (our favorite time of day). Friday was Grandparent's Day Lunch and they could be signed out early by said Grandparent. He said he wanted to stay to go to PE for his 'activity' but if I know my kid, he'll change his mind, and he did. Early day!!! We took and nap and then he didn't want to go to Parent's Night Out, a movie night at the school....what a sweet boy.

In the week leading up to Fall Break, several parents I've talked with, didn't seem happy about the break. Stay at home Moms, single Moms, working Moms, PTSO Moms....they all were like, "So, Fall Break, how great, right?" I answered everyone in the same way, "Yeah, we're excited!" And they looked at me like I was crazy. Was I supposed to act like it was a huge burden to have my baby home for a whole week? Is it an unwritten code that I have to pretend to hate having him home? Now that he's in school, I'm supposed to be annoyed that he is home? I call Bullshit. In the age of Helicopter parents, why do we act like we hate having them around? I have no idea, but here is why I love hanging out with The Loud One and Kitty:

1) I love them more than anything. Period.
2) They are hilarious...Kitty walking out with undies around her ankles because there was no TP in my bathroom; The Loud One laughing at 'America's Funniest Home Videos' until juice comes out his nose.
3) They are the sweetest, Kitty said she missed her Great-Grandma, and The Loud One said she could always see her in her heart, because she's there with God and Jesus.
4) Soooo smart. The Loud One can find the Atlantic and Specific Oceans on a globe and Kitty knows Austrailia. The Loud One wants a shark dictionary from his book fair. We read a lot of reference books.
5) We love to sing and dance. I do not have an ear for music, I'm tone def and do not understand how to read music, I don't get it (just ask Amanda Avery Cooper). But they don't care, we sing about cleaning the bathroom or sing stories or dance to Sean Kingston's 'Fire Burning.' Kitchen dancing rocks.

I'm a huge sap. I don't try to hide it, I do my best to enjoy every moment I have with them....I know that soon enough they won't want to cook dinner or clean the mirror or dance or crawl into bed with me. They will grow up one day, and I just hope they know I loved every minute...even the school breaks.