No posts since Tuesday. Wanna know why?
It's because as of Wednesday night we were officially on VACATION! Wednesday we packed up the apartment, cleaned, checked out, and drove to Scranton where we picked up Jeremy & Amy and ate cheesesteaks (HOLY AMAZINGLY TASTY, PEOPLE!!!) at midnight. So much fun.
We had an awesome extended weekend visiting lots of family members. I met more people, and had so much fun relaxing while Jeremy & Amy played with Guy. And the best part was Guy had such a good time with them, too. I can tell he really loves being with them.
So Jeremy & Amy are gone back to Indiana now, and we're on our way to Dorney Park tomorrow. Unfortunately I can't go on anything that will jerk me around (translation: anything fun). But there is a water park! So I'll likely enjoy that quite a bit.
Wednesday we drive to Michigan where we'll stay for a week or ten days and enjoy being with Vati, Mutti, Seth & Liesl. I'm excited about that. And Guy will have his own room there, so maybe he'll start sleeping through the night again.
Yeah, I haven't had a good night's sleep in WEEKS. I haven't seen a comfortable bed since June, and Guy doesn't sleep well if we're in the room with him.
In fantastic news, Guy is doing great in nursery every Sunday, and was fabulous during church today. Oh, and Josh taught Sunday School in the Scranton ward. :-D They asked for volunteers a few weeks back, and nobody offered. So Josh decided to. He did a good job, I was very pleased.
And now? It's 11:00 and I'm sleepy. Mom--I promise I'll call you soon. I know you're probably dying to chat, because I am, too.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Note to Self:
Written to-do lists, on a notepad, where I can cross things off as I do them, are MUCH more effective than blogging my to-do list.
That is one habit I've developed while here that I'm DEFINITELY keeping up when I get back home. It's deceptively simple and extremely effective.
That is one habit I've developed while here that I'm DEFINITELY keeping up when I get back home. It's deceptively simple and extremely effective.
At the playground
When I first got to the playground this morning, there were three women and eight men. The ratio usually ends up being closer to 1:1, but there are lots of male nannies and young dads who care for their kids here.
Guy walked over to the basketball court (it appeared to be a pretty standard size) and found a basketball with no bounce. He picked up the ball, walked over to the basket, and hurled it as high as he could. I wish I'd had a camera to capture the image of my small son attempting such a feat in the large and empty court. And where'd he pick up on what to do, anyway?
My favorite playground incident of the summer happened this morning. Two four-year-olds, a boy and a girl, were eating snacks together while their dads talked a few feet away.
Girl: What kind of underwear do you have on? I'm wearing flower sparkly! What kind do you have?
Boy: I have Spiderman underwear.
Girl: Cool. I wanna see. I wanna see your Spiderman underwear!
Boy lifts his shirt, drops his drawers, and says, "See, Spiderman!"
AND I ONLY HAVE 28 MORE HOURS IN PHILADELPHIA. Sorry, Becca, not trying to rub it in. But you are going to Argentina soon!
Kids really do the funniest things.
Guy walked over to the basketball court (it appeared to be a pretty standard size) and found a basketball with no bounce. He picked up the ball, walked over to the basket, and hurled it as high as he could. I wish I'd had a camera to capture the image of my small son attempting such a feat in the large and empty court. And where'd he pick up on what to do, anyway?
My favorite playground incident of the summer happened this morning. Two four-year-olds, a boy and a girl, were eating snacks together while their dads talked a few feet away.
Girl: What kind of underwear do you have on? I'm wearing flower sparkly! What kind do you have?
Boy: I have Spiderman underwear.
Girl: Cool. I wanna see. I wanna see your Spiderman underwear!
Boy lifts his shirt, drops his drawers, and says, "See, Spiderman!"
AND I ONLY HAVE 28 MORE HOURS IN PHILADELPHIA. Sorry, Becca, not trying to rub it in. But you are going to Argentina soon!
Kids really do the funniest things.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Sunday, Sunday
It's been a really relaxing weekend.
We did hardly anything. We watched Lars and the Real Girl (Shauna--you need to see this film if you haven't already). We watched some episodes of Monk. We ate breakfast at this awesome little bakery. We walked down to the botany pond and saw a family of ducks, some enormous fish, and four turtles. Guy liked the fish the best, I think.
We ate at an awesome Indian buffet. We went to church where Guy did great in nursery and I did terribly in Relief Society. Not my favorite RS lesson ever.
We all napped during a thunderstorm this afternoon. We threw socks at each other, and sang songs.
It's been a lovely weekend.
And next week? I get to pack! And clean! And go to Scranton where I can see Amy and go swimming! Hooray!!!
We did hardly anything. We watched Lars and the Real Girl (Shauna--you need to see this film if you haven't already). We watched some episodes of Monk. We ate breakfast at this awesome little bakery. We walked down to the botany pond and saw a family of ducks, some enormous fish, and four turtles. Guy liked the fish the best, I think.
We ate at an awesome Indian buffet. We went to church where Guy did great in nursery and I did terribly in Relief Society. Not my favorite RS lesson ever.
We all napped during a thunderstorm this afternoon. We threw socks at each other, and sang songs.
It's been a lovely weekend.
And next week? I get to pack! And clean! And go to Scranton where I can see Amy and go swimming! Hooray!!!
Friday, July 25, 2008
Sleep
Wednesday night, I was pooped. Several days of staying up until 10:30 and getting up with Guy somewhere around 6 was getting to be too much. Oh, and one night of him going to bed late, waking up super sweaty, and then sleeping in bed with us from 1 until 6 when he woke up (meaning little sleep for me).
So I went to bed around 9:30. Guy woke up three times in the middle of the night, but went back to sleep all three times (twice we nursed). Then the good child slept until nearly 8. Last night Josh and I went to bed at 11:30 and the kid woke up at 5:47. Ugh.
I'm going back to bed while he naps.
So I went to bed around 9:30. Guy woke up three times in the middle of the night, but went back to sleep all three times (twice we nursed). Then the good child slept until nearly 8. Last night Josh and I went to bed at 11:30 and the kid woke up at 5:47. Ugh.
I'm going back to bed while he naps.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
And Now For Something Completely Different
Things that make me smile (translation: a non-complaining post):
Guy asking me to sing Popcorn Popping 70 times a day. I kid you not--I've gone as long as 12 minutes straight before ignoring his request and singing something else. The gestures he makes? To die for. I love this kid.
Chocolate pudding cups. Need I say more?
French bread pizza for dinner tonight! It's a bit more work than usual, but SO tasty. And it's cool enough in the apartment tonight to handle it.
Watching Guy mesmerized by the thunderstorms last night. We let him stay up nearly an extra half hour because he was so intrigued, standing against the back of the couch looking out the window.
Fantastic burritos! We have a Qdoba restaurant down the street, and last night I had an awesome steak burrito with guacamole, cilantro lime rice, black beans, and pico de gallo. Seriously tasty.
Lovely neighbors who keep an eye on things for us. Michelle--you guys rock and you know it.
Hmm, seems like my primary pleasures this week are food and Guy. Works for me, I suppose.
Guy asking me to sing Popcorn Popping 70 times a day. I kid you not--I've gone as long as 12 minutes straight before ignoring his request and singing something else. The gestures he makes? To die for. I love this kid.
Chocolate pudding cups. Need I say more?
French bread pizza for dinner tonight! It's a bit more work than usual, but SO tasty. And it's cool enough in the apartment tonight to handle it.
Watching Guy mesmerized by the thunderstorms last night. We let him stay up nearly an extra half hour because he was so intrigued, standing against the back of the couch looking out the window.
Fantastic burritos! We have a Qdoba restaurant down the street, and last night I had an awesome steak burrito with guacamole, cilantro lime rice, black beans, and pico de gallo. Seriously tasty.
Lovely neighbors who keep an eye on things for us. Michelle--you guys rock and you know it.
Hmm, seems like my primary pleasures this week are food and Guy. Works for me, I suppose.
Sticky
Sunday I told Josh that I never knew that the weather could be "sweaty". It's not hot here, it's not partly cloudy, it's sweaty.
Tuesday I walked the six blocks and back to Barnes & Noble for the second Fablehaven book for Josh. I also read the first Fablehaven book myself while Guy played--I rather enjoyed it, I must admit. Two blocks into my journey, all of my underwear was sticking to me and I had pit stains. On my over-sized Ron Jon t-shirt. Right now it's about 94 degrees at 40% humidity. Yuck is about all I can say. I can't keep this apartment cool to save my life.
Then on my way back I must have bruised something important in my foot, because walking after that was ridiculously painful. This resulted in me not accompanying Josh on "diversity day" yesterday (don't ask me what that means). Where he got to go tour the Constitution Center and Independence Hall. Something I really wanted to do while we're out here. I was majorly bummed. I'm fairly certain he's not interested in going back with me, so it's either go by myself or don't go.
So I watched 27 Dresses instead. Which I admit, I thoroughly enjoyed. I might even watch it again today, I liked it so much. It made me feel a bit better. And I had an appointment with a midwife. I drove about 30 blocks west and saw a total of 3 white people. One of whom was the midwife.
The appointment went well, everything looks great, and I am reassured that I'm doing just fine with this baby. I have not yet gained excessive amounts of weight, so we'll see if we can prevent that this time around. I really don't need any more stretchmarks. Oh! And she only charged me $30 for an hour of talking, reassuring, etc. Awesome.
There were many very cool thunderstorms last night. From about 4:00 onward I saw at least seven separate thunderstorms, a few of which passed by really closely with so much rain that the street next to our apartment flooded.
I'm trying really hard to be positive, but I feel more tired of it every day. Like I'm in some bizarre holding pattern. I should find more joy in what I'm doing now, instead of waiting for the next better thing.
Honestly? That's really hard to do. Yesterday I cried. A lot.
On the list for today is grocery shopping. Hopefully I can make it there and back without getting rained on--but the sky looks dubious. Which means I won't chance the park, either. So it's day four of being inside most of the day for Guy and me. Let's hope he doesn't go stir-crazy.
Tuesday I walked the six blocks and back to Barnes & Noble for the second Fablehaven book for Josh. I also read the first Fablehaven book myself while Guy played--I rather enjoyed it, I must admit. Two blocks into my journey, all of my underwear was sticking to me and I had pit stains. On my over-sized Ron Jon t-shirt. Right now it's about 94 degrees at 40% humidity. Yuck is about all I can say. I can't keep this apartment cool to save my life.
Then on my way back I must have bruised something important in my foot, because walking after that was ridiculously painful. This resulted in me not accompanying Josh on "diversity day" yesterday (don't ask me what that means). Where he got to go tour the Constitution Center and Independence Hall. Something I really wanted to do while we're out here. I was majorly bummed. I'm fairly certain he's not interested in going back with me, so it's either go by myself or don't go.
So I watched 27 Dresses instead. Which I admit, I thoroughly enjoyed. I might even watch it again today, I liked it so much. It made me feel a bit better. And I had an appointment with a midwife. I drove about 30 blocks west and saw a total of 3 white people. One of whom was the midwife.
The appointment went well, everything looks great, and I am reassured that I'm doing just fine with this baby. I have not yet gained excessive amounts of weight, so we'll see if we can prevent that this time around. I really don't need any more stretchmarks. Oh! And she only charged me $30 for an hour of talking, reassuring, etc. Awesome.
There were many very cool thunderstorms last night. From about 4:00 onward I saw at least seven separate thunderstorms, a few of which passed by really closely with so much rain that the street next to our apartment flooded.
I'm trying really hard to be positive, but I feel more tired of it every day. Like I'm in some bizarre holding pattern. I should find more joy in what I'm doing now, instead of waiting for the next better thing.
Honestly? That's really hard to do. Yesterday I cried. A lot.
On the list for today is grocery shopping. Hopefully I can make it there and back without getting rained on--but the sky looks dubious. Which means I won't chance the park, either. So it's day four of being inside most of the day for Guy and me. Let's hope he doesn't go stir-crazy.
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