David’s on day 3, Greg’s on day 1. If the cycle continues, I’ll probably have all three home tomorrow. I also have the sore throat and the cough is starting. Nick seems impervious. Yay for Nick!
This morning Greg and I were snuggling on the couch and he tells me “I’m going to go live in the backyard soon.” Which was totally unrelated to our conversation. I was puzzled, too, because it is winter and not really the best time of year to be in the elements. I asked him how he was going to deal with the cold and without batting an eye, he launched into a description of how he was going to put solar panels on the roof for electricity and use a rain barrel to catch water for his bathing needs. I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or to ask him how he planned to cook his meals. I am imagining a little cottage made from one of those sheds you see everywhere in our neighborhood (older houses lack storage, naturally) with rain gutters and solar panels on top and I am still giggling over it.
1. The sign says 5 days until visit the Popes. David says “We’re going to see the Pope? More than one?” Me: “Yes, we’re becoming Catholic. It’s a big deal.” (No, we aren’t really. Yes, people have asked. No, just no.)
2. Picasa recognizes me in pictures regardless of what’s on my head. (I apparently put a lot of silly things on my head.)
3. No one wanted to go to school today, not even Ben. Ben always wants to go to school. He pretended he was a cat for 20 minutes and ignored me (with appropriate head turnings and pawing.)
So, no heat for us today. Or rather, we have replaced a part that will temporarily allow us a bit of heat, but at much lower temps than we are used to…because another part is broken, which made the “engine” (for lack of better word) of the heater overheat…and that could break any time now. Unfortunately, everyone up to and including the company that makes the heater seems to be out of that particular part, so who knows when it can be fixed. Oh the joy. Fortunately, the children and I are blanket hoarders.
Actual kid conversation at breakfast: B: “Sometimes being smart bums me out.” Me: “For example?” B: “Rainbows. They’re supposed to be all magic and cool, but I know they’re really refracted light.” D: “Yeah, science ruins magic.” Me: “But sometimes science lets you see so far down into things that you find more magic!” Them: *silence*
I couldn’t find my other shoe this morning (of any pair — Rose keeps running off with them) and it’s too cold for bare feet. David shouts to me from the other room “You only need one shoe to put the pedal to the metal, Mom!”
I was talking about one of my Christmas presents, a writer’s toolbox, and telling them that we’d play with it later. Two kids were interested in doing it while the third said “I have a great idea! You write the stories and I will sell them for you!”
Woke up with a migraine, accident prone, and missing the necessary ingredients to make muffins. Decided to go back to bed. Woke up, continued to be all of the above, and declared it Laze Around and Fend For Yourself Day. The children cheered and ran to the Tardis.
First day of the new year was spent being sick, cleaning the house from the last several months of on-the-run living, and watching movies with my littlies while the two biggest males played Ticket to Ride.
We were all a little under the weather for New Years Eve this year. We were tired, the parties we wanted to go to were far off, and to be honest, home sounded really good this year…
I threw the party together in about 45 minutes. I started with a run to the dollar store for supplies: small little doodads for goodie bags, a fresh glue stick, some ribbon, and some discounted glittery balls for the Photo Booth…
I made some treat bags with paper lunch sacks (we have to get a whole bag every year for school and end up using three) clocks downloaded from the internet, and lots of fun!
We were going to use some Photo Booth supplies I’d picked up ages ago at Wal-mart, but when I couldn’t find them, Nick reminded me that I’d donated them to a church pre-teen event (I never saw photos from that, btw!)
Even with hourly goodie bags, the evening dragged on, so we watched Harry Potter while we waited for the countdown.
Finally it’s time for the big countdown!