As we zombie-like stumbled to the coffee pot, getting ready for the next school day--folders signed, snacks prepared, dishwasher unloaded, Nicholas came flying into the kitchen, a psychotic mess of energy for before 7:00 in the morning. He had a blanket over his head and he was twirling around screaming non-sense. Then he hit the open dishwasher door in his path, and splayed out across the floor. Missing not one beat, he hoped up, realigned his blanket, and screamed out of the room. We were still standing there trying to remember which cupboard we kept the coffee cups in.
Monday, March 31, 2014
Friday, March 28, 2014
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
These balloons, which were bought in honor of my return from some place, were still hanging around on the ceiling, their strings long lost.
This was fine, except for the part where one made it down the hallway, and every time I would walk by one day while working at home alone, the breeze would push it along. After scaring myself silly five times in one day at the weird noise, and then realizing what an idiot I was for being scared of the sound a balloon made as it scraped along the ceiling, the suckers had to come down.
Monday, March 24, 2014
Alida has claimed this space as her own, complete with plastic cup vase of flowers (weeds) from the yard.
And the moment I have been waiting for since having a little girl--the circle yes, circle no note.
What I wasn't quite expecting was the to-do list, complete with crossed out items as they are completed. We've been too busy lately...
Friday, March 21, 2014
This was almost the Easter dress.
Then we found one even more spring-like for that day.
But, she fell in love with this one anyway, and in the store I rolled my eyes at all of the sequins, but not at the sale.
Then, when I wound up loving the dress, it went in the closet, and I haven't seen it again.
Welcome to pre-pre-teen years Elaine.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Patric and I have been meeting each other coming and going for these past three months with a hand off and kiss, if there is time. And so it was, as we stared at the calendar the other morning, finally figuring out that we were both scheduled to be out of town while the kids were on spring break, that our stomachs dropped.
Thank you grandma and grandpa airplane for saving the day, and providing a safe place for the kiddos while we both have to be away. And I scurried off to make a three-way plane ticket with stops no where near home. And Patric left early to make a conference call.
Benjamin: "How come you two always get to go on all of these vacations?!"
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
And in a moment of rarity, we were all able to go to the Scout Blue and Gold Banquet.
Where we used good manners, and earned many new badges and bobbles.
And we sat down together for more than five minutes one evening.
And one of my favorite parts, is how incensed Patric gets that his daughters cannot be Boy Scouts.
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
A little bit of weekend drilling,
and then some get down to it work,
Eight feet of work space, with a power hook up and a vice on the way.
Girl waiting for a ride on the wheeled beast optional.
I am doing my best not to go out and attempt to organized the garage for him right now. Thankfully I've been too busy.