1. Sleep is delicious. I don't understand why my children don't want more of it!
2. Although we all slept in a bit this morning, so I shouldn't complain. For some reason my phone (which doubles as my alarm clock) ran out of batteries overnight (though I always make sure it's charged before I go to sleep, so I don't know what's up with that) and it didn't wake me up. I woke up instead to Uno right in my face exclaiming, "Mom, it's almost time for school!" We actually had 15 or 20 minutes to get everyone dressed, fed, and out the door -- which is pushing it for us -- but the adrenaline of waking up to that realization had everybody scurrying. No tardies. *Phew!*
3. Summer completely screwed up Cuatro's nap routine. I had hoped that when the big girls went back to school and the house quieted down, she'd return to her Cozy Nap After Breakfast, Cozy Nap After Lunch schedule.... But nope. She thinks she needs to be awake ALL THE TIME now (because she mostly was all summer, what with their noise and their wanting her to be their "puppy" all the dang time). *Sigh.* She still needs the rest, but she will cry herself into a tizzy -- she has never once cried herself to sleep; I don't think she's built that way -- any time I put her somewhere she might comfortably nap. If she thinks I'm trying to get her to sleep, she freaks out ... which is why she has napped for the past several days in the high chair; she doesn't see it coming. (Am I a terrible mom? It looks so uncomfortable, but I can't move her without waking her up.)
4. DH's uncle told the girls about a yoga program he likes to watch (watch being the operative word, I think; he has joint and other problems that I believe keep him from participating). "You all are young and stretchy," he told them. "You should do it!" And so, a couple days ago, they did: Uno dragged Dos out of bed at FIVE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING to do yoga with some lady on PBS. 5:00 AM, seriously? When I discovered it, I turned off the tv and marched them right back to bed for another hour; they need their sleep far more than they need to do the downward dog (or whatever). They get grouchy without enough sleep! Thank goodness for a DVR; I'll record it for them and they can get their exercise after school.
5. I had a dream a few nights ago that I, as my teenage self, had to pick up two of my sisters from school -- one from elementary school, the other from junior high. Except that I forgot until way later in the evening. When I realized my mistake, I zoomed over to the elementary school first. All the doors were locked, but I found my sister around the back of the building, playing in a sand box. She didn't seem to care that it took me so long.
Then the two of us zipped up to the junior high, only to find more locked doors and a sign that said, "Student Waiting Area Closes at 10pm! No Exceptions!" It was 10:04. Too late. Couldn't find the sister anywhere. So the years pass, the family grows -- minus one sister (because apparently we never went looking or called the police or anything; sorry!) -- and finally I have daughters of my own that I have to take to junior high. (Don't remember if they were my actual daughters or fictional dream ones.) Lo and behold, who do we find there? The missing sister! Apparently she had waited for as long as she could, then went home with someone else, dropped out of school, stowed away on a freight steamer to Africa where she taught organic farming techniques to rural villages....
"Yeah," she said, "I kind of hate you for abandoning me, but I've had an interesting life -- and now I'm helping other young kids whose families forget about them -- so it's all good. No hard feelings." Then we hugged it out.
Anyone care to interpret that one? LOL.
~RCH~
: narcissism at its finest.
Friday, August 26, 2011
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3 comments:
bahahaha! that dream is killin' me! i hope it wasn't me you abandoned...
I love your dream! So who did you forget?
I don't want to say! I don't want to hurt anybody's feelings! (Though I promise I wouldn't forget any of you in real life. :-*)
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