"I hate spring break!!"

Actually, those are my sentiments exactly, but it was Ethan who said that. We made the mistake of letting the kids watch TV on Monday morning, so by Tuesday they already were expecting to watch it. Yesterday, we got a full-body face down on the floor tantrum, and that's when Ethan made his statement. 

Not helping: I got some weird pinched nerve thing in my back over the weekend, and today's the first day I don't have any twinges, so Jason's been doing some entertaining, which also means yard work in our house (it's a give and take situation). The original plan was for Jason and Kyra to go off to south-eastern Oregon on a backpacking trip, but after he saw that pretty much all the best places were surrounded by snow, that was not an option. I guess Ethan would have been happier had that occurred because honestly I was planning on letting him watch all the TV he could stomach.

Still, I don't want them to expect TV constantly on days off. That tends to lead to expectations. If I am forced to pick a kid up who is not really sick, I will say no TV, just rest, but if they stay home sick and are all listless, then they do get TV. I know: weird policy, but there you go, and I was a kid, too, once...