Day Twenty-Nine and THIRTY: The Farting Robot Dinosaur
It's getting harder to keep up with these daily blog posts, but I'm going to keep trying!
Monday was cold. My plant starts, under cover of the porch, were all fine except for my Thai Red Hibiscus, which may have gotten irreversibly damaged. Luckily I have more seeds, so I can try again if I have to. We ate the last of the cinnamon rolls for breakfast, and since it was such a cold morning, I let the kids curl up in bed and watch a movie to start the day. Why not? I wish I could be curled up watching movies eating cinnamon rolls. After their movie finished, they popped out of bed and built a mountain of blankets on our bed and brought ALL their stuffed animal friends to the mountain, arranging them carefully around the base, playing some imaginative game involving all their friends.
I worked on work-work most of the morning. Jeremy had to go into town to do some of his work-work, and he came back with groceries, art and craft supplies including popsicle sticks, pipe cleaners, double-sided tape, colored pencils, and crayons. He also had a package from the post office that contained the Remote Control Robot Dinosaur William had picked out as his special toy treat last week sometime, and Taiya's Num Nom toy. Taiya was thrilled with her gift, and William was absolutely beside himself. His robot rolls around on treads, roars, farts, tells dinosaur jokes (What does a triceratops sit on? Its tricera-bottom!" Har har har), and you can talk through it like a walkie talkie. It's exactly the kind of plastic crap I hate, but I gotta admit, it is pretty fun.
I can't really remember what else we did on Monday. See how fast it fades? This is why I'm trying so hard to write every day. I do remember I made Jeremy and myself green curry for dinner, and made the kids roasted broccoli, scrambled eggs, and toast. Sometimes we just need grown-up food and kid food to stay sane. A bowl of spicy curry did wonders.
Today, Tuesday, Day Thirty (thirty!), I let myself sleep in. I just could NOT wake up at six, so I turned off my alarm and dozed until around seven-thirty. The e-mails could wait. Everything could wait. Jeremy slept in, the kids slept in. We all just indulged, and it felt so good. When the kids woke up they climbed into bed with us for snuggles. I eventually got up to give Daisy attention and to make oatmeal. Jeremy went to do chores, and when he got back it was nine-thirty. He asked me, "Don't you have some phone meetings today?" and I said, "Oh, NO! I missed one!" I had a meeting at nine that I had totally forgotten about. It is hard to make meetings when you can't keep up with what day it is. Thankfully, I had another meeting at ten that I hadn't missed, so I managed to get my act together in time to join that call.
We had a quick lunch of grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup for the kids, and veggie soup for
Jeremy and me, both soups from a can. This felt like such a luxury. After lunch, the kids were at loose ends, so I busted out the egg dying project. I boiled the eggs on Monday, so were ready to go. We mixed up some dye using food coloring, hot water, and vinegar, and dyed a dozen eggs. I have always loved coloring eggs, and the kids enjoyed it too. Taiya dipped one in purple, then in green, and it turned kind of speckled, and she said, "Whoa, it looks like a flower garden!" I just love their joy and their descriptions.
William and I went for a walk with Daisy in the afternoon. Taiya wanted to stay home, and when Jeremy asked her why, she said she just wanted some alone time. I'm glad she is self-aware enough to make these choices, to keep herself sane.
We did some more videos after our walk. Taiya was putting paper napkins in the egg dye and watching it wick up the napkin. William made a video all about his Dinosaur Robot. I haven't shared them yet on Facebook, but they are quite funny. William has learned from his big sister. "Hi, I'm William," is how he begins. I love it.
It was approaching dinner time, and I was feeling worn out. I am getting so tired of cooking all the time. Somehow, even though Jeremy used to cook dinner every night, it's become our habit that I cook, well, pretty much everything. I told Jeremy tonight that we need to make it much more even, especially with lunch and dinner. He's not a morning person, nor a breakfast person, so I'm happy to take charge of breakfast daily, but lunch and dinner could be divided evenly quite easily. Tonight, when we were talking about what to have for dinner, I told Jeremy I had thought about veggies and pasta, but that I couldn't bear the thought of cutting vegetables into pieces. I laugh as I write that, but it's just how I felt. The thought of chopping veggies was overwhelming. I managed to get a second wind and made a delicious dinner of spaghetti topped with our very own oyster mushrooms sauteed with red bell pepper, onion, garlic, thyme, and plenty of butter and olive oil. The kids begged for Ramen noodles for dinner, so I let them have it, with some bell pepper slices and hard boiled eggs on the side, which William completely ignored.
We read about Anne being in the depths of despair when she found out Matthew and Marilla wanted a boy, and I read William Pinocchio and The Cat in the Hat. Day thirty done. And here comes day thirty-one.
Monday was cold. My plant starts, under cover of the porch, were all fine except for my Thai Red Hibiscus, which may have gotten irreversibly damaged. Luckily I have more seeds, so I can try again if I have to. We ate the last of the cinnamon rolls for breakfast, and since it was such a cold morning, I let the kids curl up in bed and watch a movie to start the day. Why not? I wish I could be curled up watching movies eating cinnamon rolls. After their movie finished, they popped out of bed and built a mountain of blankets on our bed and brought ALL their stuffed animal friends to the mountain, arranging them carefully around the base, playing some imaginative game involving all their friends.
I worked on work-work most of the morning. Jeremy had to go into town to do some of his work-work, and he came back with groceries, art and craft supplies including popsicle sticks, pipe cleaners, double-sided tape, colored pencils, and crayons. He also had a package from the post office that contained the Remote Control Robot Dinosaur William had picked out as his special toy treat last week sometime, and Taiya's Num Nom toy. Taiya was thrilled with her gift, and William was absolutely beside himself. His robot rolls around on treads, roars, farts, tells dinosaur jokes (What does a triceratops sit on? Its tricera-bottom!" Har har har), and you can talk through it like a walkie talkie. It's exactly the kind of plastic crap I hate, but I gotta admit, it is pretty fun.
I can't really remember what else we did on Monday. See how fast it fades? This is why I'm trying so hard to write every day. I do remember I made Jeremy and myself green curry for dinner, and made the kids roasted broccoli, scrambled eggs, and toast. Sometimes we just need grown-up food and kid food to stay sane. A bowl of spicy curry did wonders.
Today, Tuesday, Day Thirty (thirty!), I let myself sleep in. I just could NOT wake up at six, so I turned off my alarm and dozed until around seven-thirty. The e-mails could wait. Everything could wait. Jeremy slept in, the kids slept in. We all just indulged, and it felt so good. When the kids woke up they climbed into bed with us for snuggles. I eventually got up to give Daisy attention and to make oatmeal. Jeremy went to do chores, and when he got back it was nine-thirty. He asked me, "Don't you have some phone meetings today?" and I said, "Oh, NO! I missed one!" I had a meeting at nine that I had totally forgotten about. It is hard to make meetings when you can't keep up with what day it is. Thankfully, I had another meeting at ten that I hadn't missed, so I managed to get my act together in time to join that call.
We had a quick lunch of grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup for the kids, and veggie soup for
William and I went for a walk with Daisy in the afternoon. Taiya wanted to stay home, and when Jeremy asked her why, she said she just wanted some alone time. I'm glad she is self-aware enough to make these choices, to keep herself sane.
We did some more videos after our walk. Taiya was putting paper napkins in the egg dye and watching it wick up the napkin. William made a video all about his Dinosaur Robot. I haven't shared them yet on Facebook, but they are quite funny. William has learned from his big sister. "Hi, I'm William," is how he begins. I love it.
It was approaching dinner time, and I was feeling worn out. I am getting so tired of cooking all the time. Somehow, even though Jeremy used to cook dinner every night, it's become our habit that I cook, well, pretty much everything. I told Jeremy tonight that we need to make it much more even, especially with lunch and dinner. He's not a morning person, nor a breakfast person, so I'm happy to take charge of breakfast daily, but lunch and dinner could be divided evenly quite easily. Tonight, when we were talking about what to have for dinner, I told Jeremy I had thought about veggies and pasta, but that I couldn't bear the thought of cutting vegetables into pieces. I laugh as I write that, but it's just how I felt. The thought of chopping veggies was overwhelming. I managed to get a second wind and made a delicious dinner of spaghetti topped with our very own oyster mushrooms sauteed with red bell pepper, onion, garlic, thyme, and plenty of butter and olive oil. The kids begged for Ramen noodles for dinner, so I let them have it, with some bell pepper slices and hard boiled eggs on the side, which William completely ignored.
We read about Anne being in the depths of despair when she found out Matthew and Marilla wanted a boy, and I read William Pinocchio and The Cat in the Hat. Day thirty done. And here comes day thirty-one.
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