Yesterday wasn't exactly a fun day. It involved a lot of screaming all around. But today? Today has been pretty good so far.
My visiting teachers came over this morning and it was a lot of fun getting caught up with them—I haven't seen one of my visiting teachers (my running partner Wendy) in months. Needless to say we haven't been running together in months because I wasn't into running much through November, December, January and...even now. Wendy's been sick, though, and hasn't wanted to go running, either. Turns out, she's pregnant, too (due in September), and hasn't been up to doing much. It's her eighth baby...and a bit of a surprise.
Miriam and I picked Rachel up from school and we spent a lot of time selecting sticks.
Rachel ran ahead of me and Miriam to get to the corner first where she picked up a stick and announced, "I think the best way to keep away from screaming is to just pick up a stick now and not put it down until we get home."
I told her I thought that was a great idea.
We ended up bringing armfuls of sticks home.
The girls made a couple of "campfires" (on the deck and on the sidewalk out in the yard) that they were rather proud of.
For lunch we had a picnic outside in the backyard.
Before Rachel left for school today I told her that when I picked her up I wanted her to be absolutely miserable because if she was happy I just didn't know what I would do!
"Oh, good!" she said. "I was worried you were going to tell me to be happy. Being miserable is easy. I can do that."
Fortunately she was disobedient and has been most cheerful since we picked her up an hour and a half ago. Lucky for her...because I'm not sure this momma could have taken another day of screaming.
My visiting teachers came over this morning and it was a lot of fun getting caught up with them—I haven't seen one of my visiting teachers (my running partner Wendy) in months. Needless to say we haven't been running together in months because I wasn't into running much through November, December, January and...even now. Wendy's been sick, though, and hasn't wanted to go running, either. Turns out, she's pregnant, too (due in September), and hasn't been up to doing much. It's her eighth baby...and a bit of a surprise.
Miriam and I picked Rachel up from school and we spent a lot of time selecting sticks.
Rachel ran ahead of me and Miriam to get to the corner first where she picked up a stick and announced, "I think the best way to keep away from screaming is to just pick up a stick now and not put it down until we get home."
I told her I thought that was a great idea.
We ended up bringing armfuls of sticks home.
The girls made a couple of "campfires" (on the deck and on the sidewalk out in the yard) that they were rather proud of.
For lunch we had a picnic outside in the backyard.
Rachel loves pouring water. She loves getting the pitcher out of the fridge and setting cups at the table and then filling them with water. I don't know why she receives such satisfaction from it but...I'm not going to complain about it.
All in all it hasn't been a bad day. In fact, it's been a pretty cheerful day.
Before Rachel left for school today I told her that when I picked her up I wanted her to be absolutely miserable because if she was happy I just didn't know what I would do!
"Oh, good!" she said. "I was worried you were going to tell me to be happy. Being miserable is easy. I can do that."
Fortunately she was disobedient and has been most cheerful since we picked her up an hour and a half ago. Lucky for her...because I'm not sure this momma could have taken another day of screaming.
Rachel must be one of THOSE children: just say the opposite of what you want, she will do the opposite of that= win/win.
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