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.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
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