This is one of those last minute posts where I'm pushing what I meant to write about until Thursday when I will hopefully have more time. Instead, I'm sticking this patched entry together complete with pictures to fill in the gaps.
We've had a busy last couple days here running errands and doing child oriented things. I'm left dazed. When I'm finally back at the house, I'm catching up on chores. I came back from Yoga practice last night to clean dishes. I woke up this morning to laundry to fold from the day before. The only reason I can even write this out now is that I brought in River's tricycle and made him push Sage around the living room. And the only reason he is doing it longer than two seconds is because I am bribing him with gummy snacks.
Sage has entered the princess phase of child development. Not princesses like Snow White. She actually thinks she is one herself. Her baby rage is something to see. She can't share or take turns without fits when it is her brother's turn. She frequently throws things at his head because she knows he won't hurt her back.
Young children are assholes.
Thankfully, most of them grow out of it.
Still, things have gotten a whole lot crazier around here. I have to mediate and sooth and listen to the frequent fits from the one year old.
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This weekend many of the museums downtown cost of $1/per person for entry. So we took a couple hours and went to the Science Center.
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We have not gotten a Christmas Tree (unless you count the ragged, fake, foot-tall mini tree we put out) since the year River was born. We are never around for Christmas and I've had real trees all my life. While a plastic tree makes sense, I've never wanted to cough up the money for one this time of year when so much of our resources go towards gifts. This year, I wanted a tree, but I left all my tree gear in Oneonta when we moved. That's even more money to bleed our for Christmas. So I plan to wait till things go on clearance after this holiday and stock up for next year.
But a mom from River's preschool offered us the lend of her fake tree this year. So a tree we have. With no ornaments on the lower branches due to someone. With a cheap tree skirt that is constantly removed and dragged around. This is why a real tree can wait till next year.
We are ever so thankful for the thoughtful lend of this tree to brighten our otherwise Christmas-less home.
Thank you, Jamie and Family for thinking of us!
And now to complete the rest of my day. To feed Sage and fold laundry and play with children and get dinner and bath in early before we travel with friends to see Christmas lights from our car windows.
My life is one big run-on (see above).
It's messy and chaotic and I love it...even with background screaming.
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