Wednesday, April 24, 2013

In which I come thiclose to forgetting to send my son to school today

I'm leaving tomorrow morning, freakishly early for a press trip to San Antonio.  You can be a little jealous.  San Antonio sounds fabulous and I will be having fun.  (Note- I promise, press trips are definitely work. I'm not going off on vacation, my days are scheduled by someone else for 14 hours at a time.  But it is the best work ever.  I'll accept that.)

So I got up this morning and had a snuggle with the kids and then the cat came in and was yelling at us about getting her treats and we didn't respond in a manner she approved of, so she wet on the bed. That we were lying in.  I actually appreciate it when things like this happen the day before I am leaving. Makes it easier to leave.  Vivian decided to bite Ethan today too, so she's doing her part.

And then I was trying to pack myself and wash the sheets and figure out what  I was missing from my suitcase. And get the kids stuff organized so that Daniel doesn't have to deal with too much while he works from home with them underfoot. And I was writing schedules down for school pickups and drop offs and suggestions for lunches and dinners.  I even told Ethan he could wear a shirt today that he's not allowed to wear out in public. And I didn't comb my hair after my shower, or put on makeup (I always wear at least a little makeup).

Then I made the kids lunch and sent them off to sit outside and was making my lunch. Then it finally dawned on me that Ethan had school today too! And the bus would be here in 10 minutes.  So then we kicked it into high speed and made it outside with enough time for a short baseball game.  Whew. 

So now I'm almost packed and the to-do list is almost checked off. 

On another note, can I say how very, very much I love having two preschoolers?  I can sit and have conversations with them (definitely Vivian more than Ethan. He usually has a pressing need to go find something to crash).  And they play together so well, making up games and silly scenarios.  They have been pretending to be zoo animals a lot lately. I'm never quite sure what to expect when I go upstairs.  They laugh together and fight like crazy and hit and bite and at the end of the day, they beg to both be able to sleep in Ethan's big bed.  Separating them is about the biggest punishment that I can apply to them (most of the time).  It makes that whole two kids under 2 thing that we went through back in 2009 totally worth it! I think I might actually miss them a little faster than usual this trip.

Monday, April 22, 2013

Happy Summer Vacation to me!

I actually got out of school for my summer break on Friday.  Which, coincidentally, was the last day of my kids' Spring Break.  East Coast school and semesters adds up to early escape for me!  And the sun is shining today and it's lovely, so I'm feeling very summery.

We're not outside though, because I'm catching up with the many, many small tasks that I've been letting slide since Spring Break.  Just minor things like balancing the checkbook :)  Oh, and SO MUCH LAUNDRY.  Not that I've been putting laundry off since Spring Break. But the pile is big enough that that would be believable.

I'm also working on packing, because I'm off to San Antonio to attend Fiesta! on Thursday.  San Antonio has been on my wish list for ages, so I'm super excited.  And Daniel, my fabulous husband, is going to juggle things here and work from home and manage all the kids stuff. He's never actually been home alone with them overnight- his parents usually come down when I'm gone.  But I typically pretend to be allergic to all the kids' bedtime routines, so he manages that all anyway.  Oh, and nothing ever fazes him, so he'll be fine. They probably wont even notice that I'm gone. 

Vivian's begging to go to the playground, so I should stop wasting time and get out in the sunshine. She asks to go, even though I warned her that there will be other kids at the playground, and she is, as a rule, against going to the playground when there are other children around. She is SO my kid :)

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

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Monday, April 8, 2013

In which I suffer some sort of psychotic break and interact with nature

Last week I was waiting for Ethan's bus and looking at the yard and thinking that I didn't like some of the plants. And then it dawned on me that we own this yard and I could change things.  So after the bus came, Vivian and I headed to the store and loaded up the cart with plants and planting stuff.

And she happily dug in the dirt and helped me plant and I wore gloves and managed to not interact with the dirt too much and the yard looks great.  For now.  I am death to plants, so there's a good chance it wont last long. I still can't believe that I voluntarily went outside and got that close to nature.

Speaking of outside. We had some insane rain this weekend and it was cold and my kids spent the whole time begging to play outside.  Sixth generation Northwesterners have a very different concept of good weather to be outside in than normal people.

Oh, and we sold Vivian's toddler bed! The last baby-related gear is gone!  She's still not sleeping in her own bed though. She's actually been sleeping at the bottom of Ethan's bed. The bed is long and they are short, so they both fit comfortably.  We are having an ant issue in their room right now, but after that's dealt with, we're really hoping that she'll transition to her own big mattress.  But when she tells me that she asks to sleep with me in the middle of the night because she's lonely and she loves me, it's awfully hard to say no. 


In other news. TWO WEEKS LEFT OF THIS SEMESTER.  I cannot wait.  I am so ready to not have to think every day. Although my old job did ask if I'd be willing to pick up some work for them.  They wanted me right away and I said I couldn't until May, so we'll see if that follows through.  And we'll see if there's any science brain left in my head. 

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Raise your hand if you have a beautiful face!

I'm good at a lot of things, but I fail completely at anything involving creativity. I have none.  At all. So when my kids and I play games, they tend to be pretty basic.  Take our favorite game to play in the car, for example.  It's called "Big house, little house".  And it consists of looking out the window and yelling "big house!" or "little house!". Or if we're feeling REALLY wild, we'll also yell "tree!".  I am not even remotely kidding.  Fortunately, the kids find this game to be hysterical, so I can continue lacking creativity for a bit longer.

The other favorite game that we play constantly is called "raise your hand if..."  It's a marvelous distraction for the kids. Again, it consists of things like "raise your hand if you're in the house!" or "raise your hand if you're eating breakfast!"  The kids could play it for hours.  But yesterday Vivian caught me offguard with the game. 

So, we were sitting at the table, eating lunch and playing "raise your hand".  And we did lots of silly questions, and then Vivian piped up with "raise your hand if you have a beautiful face".  And I didn't raise my hand, and after looking at me, neither did she. Motherhood FAIL. 

I don't consider myself beautiful. Vaguely cute is the best I can aspire to, especially lately.  I don't believe that even Daniel finds me to be beautiful. Maybe the kids do, because they don't know any better. But I don't want Vivian to think that way about herself, and my actions influence her.  Raising girls is hard.

I was actually talking about daughters with two different friends yesterday, and we all agreed that girls present a unique challenge.  I think we feel like we should understand them because we're all female, but we don't.  And they develop such personalities so young.  And these are the easy years with girls and I'm already pretty much totally lost.  Sigh.

In other news, I went to a book reading/Q&A thingy last night and was in this massive hall stuffed full of book nerds and I felt cool for the first time in my life.  My people! Except for the ones who murmured with excitement about the prospect of an upcoming biography of Woodrow Wilson.  I'm far cooler than them :)

Monday, April 1, 2013

Please bring back the sunshine!

We had some AMAZING weather here in Seattle for the past 4 or 5 days. I don't remember how many, it all blurs together into a symphony of smiles and basking in the sun and being friendly to strangers (a sign that I'm seriously happy!) and taking pictures of cherry blossoms and breathing in the blue sky and warmth. 

And today is not that nice, but it's not raining and it's Monday anyway so whatever.

And I am WELL AGAIN!!!!! All that's left of three weeks of coughing and taking piles of medications is a little twinge in my side from my pulled muscle.  Oh, and sore legs, because I did a ton of walking Friday and Saturday, and I haven't hardly moved from the couch all month, so things like walking up our hill about did me in.  But I'm feeling good again! 5 weeks until my next 5K, so I need to be well and get busy with training.

We had a nice Easter weekend.  Daniel's parents came down, which meant I could largely ignore the kids.  And they all went out on Saturday to go to Costco, Walmart and dim sum, and I dislike all of those things, so I stayed home and worked on a paper for grad school.  It was hard to be inside working on a paper about human rights abuses with blue sky and sunshine outside, but I have to finish the paper early since I'm going to San Antonio the week it's due. 

And Sunday was lovely with Easter baskets and a  great worship service at church and dim sum lunch (I can't escape!) and the kids playing in their new wading pool, since it was a scorching 65 degrees outside. And then Daniel and I fed the kids and then escaped to our little balcony and sat and chatted and ate a yummy dinner and it was all perfection.

Now, please turn the sunshine back on.





Happy Easter!

My tiny little guy on stage singing on Easter. He's not the youngest one up there.  Welcome to mommy and daddy's world, short stuff.