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I've been gone from here for what seems like forever, but here I am, pretending I haven't been!
It's an odd night. Ben -- usually the uber night owl -- crawled into bed around 8:00. The kids are in bed. So here I am! Hello!
So! This weekend was lovely!
Yesterday I went to an event hosted by my friend Lana for a half-dozen or so of us who have home-based businesses. I brought cupcakes, and there was a photographer doing mini photo sessions
, someone selling Usborne children's books, doterra essential oils, skirts, fake nails, scented candles...
The photographer did a great job with my kiddos. You can't even tell that my girl is wearing mismatched socks or that my boy had just been crying and has scabs all over his forehead from banging his face on the ground and/or "crawling" with his face on the floor like a fifth limb. Lol, I love it!
The event was from 8am-noon, but I arrived shortly after ten because I was running late with frosting my cupcakes and then while I was trying to frost the cupcakes, baby William fell off a chair and when I picked him up to comfort him he threw up all over both of us. Not baby spit up. Like, mega puke. I was at a loss about what to do about it until Ben suggested we take a bath together. So we did and it was fun. William peed in the tub but urine is sterile and the tub wasn't that clean to begin with and I'm just That Kind of Mom, so no biggie. ;-)
I missed the memo about bringing my own table, but my photographer friend mentioned above had an extra one she helped me set up. I was the only one without a table cloth and the table looked kind of grungy but no one seemed to notice. About half the people who came bought at least one cupcake. :) I made $16 whooo, almost entirely in my first hour there. And I met some new people and had a nice time actually hanging out with people again. (I have sorely missed my time with my fellow moms because my part-time job happens to fall at exactly the time when all the mommies everywhere are doing anything sociable.)
I used four of my sixteen dollars to buy a little roller of an oil called Deep Blue for pain relief. And you know what? It works! I'm so glad I got it. My friend who sells them says it should last me about six weeks. I've been trying everything from a chiropractor to this acupressure mat (I call it my "bed of nails") for pain relief. I'm too young to be taking even over-the-counter painkillers every day. I am so, so glad to find this Deep Blue stuff. (It's my neck and upper back that hurt, mostly. The chirpractor's x-rays show that instead of the natural curve in my neck, it is perfectly straight. It just looks wrong. When I saw my x-ray, I thought, "NO WONDER it hurts!!")
After that I went back home and did some prep for home bound teaching. I started that just about a month ago, but it is so hard to coordinate with this girl. She is trying to graduate and is VERY determined, but she has so many appointments and other days has had to cancel because she simply doesn't feel well. I want to assign her more independent work, but at this point it's mostly quizzes and final tests to do, which I need to be there for to ensure that it's actually her taking them. Otherwise she has chemistry homework, which she needs a lot of help with.
Ben took the kids shopping and then to Ocean Park (a park right next to the ocean, aptly named) for a little barbeque, which he has done for the last week or two now and wants to make a father/kids bonding weekend tradition. I'm all for that!
I gathered all my stuff, including stuff for a science experiment/demonstration, and went to the girl's house.
No answer.
No answer.
Are you kidding me? No answer.
Seriously?
No answer.
I left her a lengthy note saying that I was there and a reminder of when I'd be coming back and a rundown of what she could expect to do at our next session. Then I stopped by home. Peed alone. Threw in some laundry.
Then I went to tutor an eighth grader I work with. Usually it's just homework help once a week (the most boring thing evarrrrr), but this week they've had me come three times and they keep giving me fresh berries for my trouble. This time it was raspberries. Score.
Then I joined the kids and the spouse at the park. :)
When we came home, baby W was asleep, so I let little miss A finger paint on the back porch while I cleaned the backyard. It looks FANTASTIC. Well, at least, better than it ever has since we've lived here! I swept away three bagfuls of dead leaves. (We don't even have trees. It's a puzzle.) Ben helped me fold up the big play yard thing I set up in the backyard to keep Baby out of the dead leaves (a shining turn of logic for me right there -- obviously I am not a gifted homemaker, as I didn't really ever think to sweep away all the rubbish until I saw my friend sweeping her yard a few days ago!). I moved the big grill/smoker to the fence instead of where it was, where it had been blocking the garden AND the garage door AND much play area (Ben isn't much of a homemaker either). It took precisely one hour and it felt awesome. Looking at it still feels awesome.
Today we went to church and A had a great time. I picked her up from her sunday school class and she was blowing furiously on a cheap plastic kazoo-type whistle in her mouth, wearing a necklace of Fruit Loops, wearing a big sticker on her chest. She clearly had a great time.
Pretty low-key day otherwise. I cleaned a LOT in the kitchen, then Ben made pizole, one of my favorites. :) I took the kids to the park until A pooped her pants. She was wearing a diaper and still managed to poop her actual pants. Yeah, #momlife
Oh, by the way, A is three years old and still in diapers. I used to be so judgmental of parents who had three year olds in diapers. Now I am one. Just goes to show.
But you know who did use the potty today? The almost-16-month-old boy. Boys are supposedly the late ones when it comes to potty training.
Does A feel any need to keep up with her baby brother possibly beating her to potty training? Nope. She's happy for him and happy for herself still wearing diapers.
It's an odd night. Ben -- usually the uber night owl -- crawled into bed around 8:00. The kids are in bed. So here I am! Hello!
So! This weekend was lovely!
Yesterday I went to an event hosted by my friend Lana for a half-dozen or so of us who have home-based businesses. I brought cupcakes, and there was a photographer doing mini photo sessions
, someone selling Usborne children's books, doterra essential oils, skirts, fake nails, scented candles...
The photographer did a great job with my kiddos. You can't even tell that my girl is wearing mismatched socks or that my boy had just been crying and has scabs all over his forehead from banging his face on the ground and/or "crawling" with his face on the floor like a fifth limb. Lol, I love it!
The event was from 8am-noon, but I arrived shortly after ten because I was running late with frosting my cupcakes and then while I was trying to frost the cupcakes, baby William fell off a chair and when I picked him up to comfort him he threw up all over both of us. Not baby spit up. Like, mega puke. I was at a loss about what to do about it until Ben suggested we take a bath together. So we did and it was fun. William peed in the tub but urine is sterile and the tub wasn't that clean to begin with and I'm just That Kind of Mom, so no biggie. ;-)
I missed the memo about bringing my own table, but my photographer friend mentioned above had an extra one she helped me set up. I was the only one without a table cloth and the table looked kind of grungy but no one seemed to notice. About half the people who came bought at least one cupcake. :) I made $16 whooo, almost entirely in my first hour there. And I met some new people and had a nice time actually hanging out with people again. (I have sorely missed my time with my fellow moms because my part-time job happens to fall at exactly the time when all the mommies everywhere are doing anything sociable.)
I used four of my sixteen dollars to buy a little roller of an oil called Deep Blue for pain relief. And you know what? It works! I'm so glad I got it. My friend who sells them says it should last me about six weeks. I've been trying everything from a chiropractor to this acupressure mat (I call it my "bed of nails") for pain relief. I'm too young to be taking even over-the-counter painkillers every day. I am so, so glad to find this Deep Blue stuff. (It's my neck and upper back that hurt, mostly. The chirpractor's x-rays show that instead of the natural curve in my neck, it is perfectly straight. It just looks wrong. When I saw my x-ray, I thought, "NO WONDER it hurts!!")
After that I went back home and did some prep for home bound teaching. I started that just about a month ago, but it is so hard to coordinate with this girl. She is trying to graduate and is VERY determined, but she has so many appointments and other days has had to cancel because she simply doesn't feel well. I want to assign her more independent work, but at this point it's mostly quizzes and final tests to do, which I need to be there for to ensure that it's actually her taking them. Otherwise she has chemistry homework, which she needs a lot of help with.
Ben took the kids shopping and then to Ocean Park (a park right next to the ocean, aptly named) for a little barbeque, which he has done for the last week or two now and wants to make a father/kids bonding weekend tradition. I'm all for that!
I gathered all my stuff, including stuff for a science experiment/demonstration, and went to the girl's house.
No answer.
No answer.
Are you kidding me? No answer.
Seriously?
No answer.
I left her a lengthy note saying that I was there and a reminder of when I'd be coming back and a rundown of what she could expect to do at our next session. Then I stopped by home. Peed alone. Threw in some laundry.
Then I went to tutor an eighth grader I work with. Usually it's just homework help once a week (the most boring thing evarrrrr), but this week they've had me come three times and they keep giving me fresh berries for my trouble. This time it was raspberries. Score.
Then I joined the kids and the spouse at the park. :)
When we came home, baby W was asleep, so I let little miss A finger paint on the back porch while I cleaned the backyard. It looks FANTASTIC. Well, at least, better than it ever has since we've lived here! I swept away three bagfuls of dead leaves. (We don't even have trees. It's a puzzle.) Ben helped me fold up the big play yard thing I set up in the backyard to keep Baby out of the dead leaves (a shining turn of logic for me right there -- obviously I am not a gifted homemaker, as I didn't really ever think to sweep away all the rubbish until I saw my friend sweeping her yard a few days ago!). I moved the big grill/smoker to the fence instead of where it was, where it had been blocking the garden AND the garage door AND much play area (Ben isn't much of a homemaker either). It took precisely one hour and it felt awesome. Looking at it still feels awesome.
Today we went to church and A had a great time. I picked her up from her sunday school class and she was blowing furiously on a cheap plastic kazoo-type whistle in her mouth, wearing a necklace of Fruit Loops, wearing a big sticker on her chest. She clearly had a great time.
Pretty low-key day otherwise. I cleaned a LOT in the kitchen, then Ben made pizole, one of my favorites. :) I took the kids to the park until A pooped her pants. She was wearing a diaper and still managed to poop her actual pants. Yeah, #momlife
Oh, by the way, A is three years old and still in diapers. I used to be so judgmental of parents who had three year olds in diapers. Now I am one. Just goes to show.
But you know who did use the potty today? The almost-16-month-old boy. Boys are supposedly the late ones when it comes to potty training.
Does A feel any need to keep up with her baby brother possibly beating her to potty training? Nope. She's happy for him and happy for herself still wearing diapers.