A Good Mix

I think its fair to say we’re been both comfy and productive today. The kids didn’t lull until after 8:30 this morning, so Brady and I watched some Greys Anatomy in bed while they woke up a bit. We went and got them together, which we rarely get to do, changed them, and then Brady got them breakfast while I gathered up all the laundry and got it sorted and started downstairs. We had a few new things that just needed their first wash before wearing, like new work socks for Brady and some sweats for Dekker. I swear, we bought that kind some 3T sweats just a month or two ago and they fit beautifully, and now, if he bends at all, they are ridiculously short. Turns out he’s growing up!! The 4Ts looks massive, but maybe they’ll shrink up in the dryer. Anyway, it all needed to get done.

Once the kids were done breakfast, Brady made us some eggs and toast, and we all cuddled up in the basement for a movie and cuddles. And playing, because Laela is a total daredevil now. She’ll climb up onto the very top of a two-step stool and just stand there and clap her hands like crazy, while I throw up in my mouth, waiting for her to hit the deck. She has a couple of times, but recovers quickly. In fact, the other day I was on the phone when she took a dive. It was just a shorty so I didn’t go racing over. But Dekker observed the fall and raced to the end table, grabbed his water bottle, and rushed back to her. He sat in front of her and fed her water until she stopped crying. He’s an incredibly big brother.

After our movie, it was right around nap time. We told Dekker it was going to be rest time in about ten minutes, as we always do. Usually, he responds with “Ya, without whining!” A very good response, in our opinion. But today, he absolutely lost it. So it would appear that whining was in order. I tried to let him just be sad and that would be ok, but he started getting out of hand and I determined that nap time was, in fact, right that very moment. He was devastated, and screamed the whole way up the stairs, but he actually was asleep within just a few minutes of being tucked in, so he obviously needed the rest.

When the kids were freshly in bed, Brady and I dechristmasified our house. The tree still has to get thrown out, but we’re waiting for the kids to wake up first, since it’ll be loud. But the wreaths are down, the ornaments are packed up and moved downstairs, the bigger decorations and nativity scene are gone, and through the process of putting stuff away, I even purged a bit more crap from my basement. Mondo, ugly vases that I once thought were artsy and creative, but now just realize are ugly and take up way too much space. Once Christmas was down, we got all comfy in our room and Brady has started his last quarterly report for the year, which is the last info we need before we can put our tax information together! I’m definitely looking forward to that. I’ve been cutting some shelf liners and researching paint types and colors for when we paint our place. We’re very seriously thinking of blocking off our living room from the kids and just starting to putty the cracks and nicks. Its going to be a gradual process, whether we want it to be or not, so we may as well start soon! Time to go get our hands on some paint samples and play with swatches 🙂 Maybe I’ll learn to like painting through all of this!

I already hear the kids moving around, which is not the ideal solution to having a productive afternoon, but such is life. Hopefully they’ll go down really nicely at the end of the day then 🙂 Silver lining, all the way.

Willa Fernets

So often, as I read your blog, I think “I just love you”…as I did about four times in this one.   I shrink from commenting, b/c I am a penetrating caliber, .308-one-on-one person and not a shotgun-group-person.  I thought I’d suck it up today and brave making a comment.    So much of this warmed my heart. Like your unique use of words……..”the kids didn’t lull until 8:30”.  Gasp.  That is literary GOLD!  The kid-anecdotes…..treasures.  The transparent self-disclosures.  The humour.          I say it waaaaaaaaaaay too seldom.  You are a marvelous work of art.  A work in process to be sure, but a masterpiece without a doubt!            I’m so grateful for you.

haileyjeanne

My Willa, your comments always make me feel so warm and fuzzy 🙂 I feel like my writing is so ordinary, and you make me feel like there is a possibility of it developing into something someday. How I would LOVE that! And I LOVE you for telling me 🙂 Thank you sooo much for your encouragement!