I must have said that 30 times last night. Thirty times that William decided to wake up crying. Thirty times he wouldn’t be consoled. Thirty times he seemed to have to poop & couldn’t, but didn’t respond to any palpation, nursing or cuddling. Thirty times that I said, “I’ve only got 5 more hours to sleep!” or “I’ve only got 4 more hours to sleep!!” or “YOU ARE TRYING TO KILL ME, CHILD!”
Of course it’s the day before Henry’s 1st day, when I have to get up at 6:30 and coherently prepare his backpack & lunch, get him dressed appropriately, make sure he has all his supplies (including diapers, wipes, baby food & toothbrushes), get a 1st day of school picture where he’s actually LOOKING at me and get him to school by 7:30. Needless to say, he was late. And I literally had to pry my eyelids apart. But he’s at school. And wicked happy about it. He was a bit confused that his familiar teachers weren’t there to greet him and his familiar friends weren’t in the room. This is going to be a interesting transition for him. All his classmates (4 girls & one boy) were sitting quietly at the table waiting for the day to begin. Henry, on the other hand, runs in shouting BOOK! and exploring the room, looking for toys to play with and refusing to sit like the girls were. They have a special desk set up for him away from the others, with his name on it to help facilitate the transition to focused learning rather than being free in the classroom.
This is going to be interesting. I know he’ll get it eventually, but I’ll be curious to see how he gets it and how long it takes.
Our new patio is coming along nicely. They’ve almost got the steps done and then the actual patio stone will go more quickly. Here’s a peek.
Can’t wait to see it finished. It’s going to be gorgeous and I’m so happy about it.
I’m also trying to get off my tail and prepare for this garage sale we’re supposed to have next weekend. There is SO MUCH to go through. Steven & I did about 25% of the basement today and he decided he wanted to get rid of all his Thomas stuff. That blew my mind. He has so much of it and I always thought that would be something he’d want to hang on to. But, the bin is full up of trains, tracks, bridges, buildings and the much-coveted roundhouse. Now to figure out how to price these things. Plus I have to go get a permit (a PERMIT?!? Really??) which is annoying & stupid, in my opinion. I wonder what happens if you don’t get one. I KNOW that more than half of the sales I see signs for every weekend can’t possibly have received a permit. Such a hassle. But I’d better do it. Going to have to finish the basement tonight or tomorrow so I can get a jump on my clothes and go through all the stuff I’ve crammed into the storage room waiting for this day. Probably 20 garbage bags and half a dozen boxes. I hate being productive. I just wanna sleep and play the Sims.
So, hey, if you’re praying, pray that William will SLEEP THROUGH THE %&^*$(% NIGHT. So I don’t go postal or crash into a tree or something.Tweet