Yup. The trusty old judge from The Frighteners said it all.
Feeling dreadfully ininspired to jolt down anything that happened this weekend, I thought I’d glance over some journal entries from last October (as in 2005). That was interesting actually. It seems the incredible busy-ness started a year ago when we moved. That’s scary. Like Roo says “It never really fell back into place”. And with one more family member now, it got even worse: all the sudden days that used to have 24 hours only have 12 of them. And sometimes only 8! It’s quite disconcerting really.
There are more of us. We all work more hours now than we have before. We all have more activities than we ever had in our lives… Between my job, Gillian starting school, exercise programs, checking my parents’ house, cleaning Ruth’s parents house… and on and on it goes.
We really need to get better at planning things and actually communicating our plan to one another. We might actually get more done and enjoy ourselves on the way!
This said there are a few little things that make life quite delicious these days. Liam for example, though being author of the greatest tantrums if he feels misunderstood, has mostly been absolutely adorable: lots of smiles and he’s gotten to say please most of the time and “thank you Mommy”, “thank you Papa” or “thank you Gillian”. It’s so precious.
And Gillian wanting to help. Asking quite interesting questions and making the cutest statements like “I sssink I had an adzigent”. And of course she’s very generous with hugs, kisses, I love you’s, etc… Man, she so has me wrapped around her finger!
And Cora is trying to keep up too. She likes to sit up now. She’s so attentive to her surroundings. She also smiles very easily. And sometimes even giggles. It’s precious.
Shower calls… gotta go…