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The weather is weird and cloudy here so it's not exactly summery outside, but it does feel like summer because there is no school and a hundred fun things to do every day: farmer's market, art classes, beach, free crafts and storytimes, sprinklers on the lawn, movies in the park, etc. We are trying to do some of it. Today we got up just in time to say goodbye to Mark (I know it's not fair), ate breakfast, got dressed, and did our workbooks (mostly Audrey, Claire pretends, and I was actually sweeping, washing dishes and putting away laundry - maybe that makes Mark feel a little better). By the time we finished with all of that it was 10:45 and we went to the gym where I work out and the kids play/watch TV in the gym childcare center.
The gym is part of my new goal to get back to my active self but that goal is affected directly by my other goal to be a sweet mom who bakes cookies with her children for fun memories and learning fractions. I ate about 6 cookies yesterday. After the gym we went to lunch at Ws - chicken with broccoli - I eat the salad and egg roll that come with the lunch special, Audrey eats the chicken and rice, Claire eats the broccoli and rice, the waitress thinks I'm crazy because I only order one dish. But it's plenty of food. Now we are home and I need a shower, Claire is in her room supposedly napping, and Audrey is playing in her room. I should be doing my freelance but this is more fun.
Later today we are taking our dinner to the park. Then maybe watch a kids movie at home or take baths. I'm just writing all of this for myself, so I will remember how it felt to have two little kids. They are changing fast. They are so cute and lovable and then so annoying and demanding. Every day is a roller coaster trying to keep them busy and handling their various needs. They want to eat every 10 minutes and they seem to run into the walls very often, then cry and need a hug and tell me about it how the vicious wall came out of nowhere and whacked them on the head. Does every kid do that and am I the only mom who is over feeling sorry for them and sometimes can't stop herself from saying "Good grief, watch where you are going next time." Thump, cry, thump, cry, all day long the walls are attacking my children.
Yesterday we went out for lunch at this really good Mexican dive (yes, out to lunch is a pattern). Audrey was eating her burrito and doing the funniest dance/wiggle - call it the upper body Salsa - to the Mexican music. She also said she wanted to date me and I was flattered. Today Claire was eating rice with both hands, swaying to the music in her head. I crack up. They do fill my heart - and sap my energy.
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