When I was growing up in St. Louis I was blessed to live near so much
of my family. My married sisters and all of their children were big
parts of my life. I remember laughing at my nephews Andrew and Matt
dancing to BTO's "Taking Care of Business" at more than one family
gathering. They must have been 3 and 4 years old.
This reminded me of them, for anyone who might remember. This time it's to REO Speedwagon.
And then there's Anna's dancing. So different. So fun I put on two samples.
I'm
also taking suggestions for window treatments in the family room. I'm
thinking red stripped ticking but I can't find any ready-made that are
long enough and I don't want to make them myself.
I'm
trying to get into a routine for taking care of the business around here
with the new addition of school. I like getting up at the same time
every day and having a routine, but everyday after lunch I am wiped out,
because I'm an old pregnant lady, so I have to squeeze everything into
the morning while the boys are at school.
They are
enjoying it. Michael though there would be a lot of formal instruction,
probably since that's how I've always taught him here, and is
disappointed he hasn't "learned anything yet." The teacher told me
they're still learning routines and rules so it should pick up in a few
weeks. I am going to get fingerprinted next week so I can volunteer in
their classroom.
Everything is so exciting for them.
There was a fire drill yesterday and there is the oldest boy in the
class who "has everyone under his command" according to Michael. That
doesn't sit well with Michael because he likes to be the one in command
around here! Sam told his teacher how easy it is to become a member of
our church, you just have to get baptized, and we've already lost one
school library book. Some one has a harder time staying organized than
his brother. No names to protect the innocent.
I have
some adjustments to make too. Somehow the boys' alarm was reset for
midnight Monday and poor Michael kept pressing snooze every 9 minutes
from midnight until 7AM. That explained the wrestling on the floor of
the grocery store after lunch. Note to self: make any sacrifice
necessary, such as showering, to complete errands before school gets
out. There are a few bugs to work out but we're getting into a kind of a
schedule. That's about all I can handle. I rebel and strict schedules
and tell myself I don't care what the schedule is, I don't want to dust
today, I want to make raspberry jam. And there you have it. My house
is dirty but we have good food. It's all about priorities.
It
is utter chaos right when the boys get home. They both want to talk at
the same time and end up fighting until they've eaten lunch and I leave
them alone to relax while I put Anna down for a nap and a little rest
time for myself. Then it's homework time, then dinner time, then
bedtime, clean up the kitchen, go to bed myself. Busy but fun.
It
was perfect timing that my morning sickness went away right when school
started. I don't think I could have done this so sick and tired.
Having a baby in the middle of the school year should be interesting,
but we'll have a routing down by then and there's always hoping for
another easy baby like Anna.
We'll find out what we're
having in another month. It's going so fast. I say that now, but I
know the end will drag on with discomfort and suspense.
So
today I made a double batch of raspberry freezer jam and posted on my
blog. Did you know that's six cups of raspberries, ten and a half cups
of sugar? I knew there was a reason I liked it so much! The boys have
another party to go to Friday afternoon so Josh and get to take Anna out
on a date for a couple of hours. She talks my ear off while they're at
school and complains about the noise when they're home. Ah, kindred
spirit.
