Dear Friends and Family,
We had a quiet weekend planned that got even quieter when we got a note on Friday from P's school. Because of an outbreak of Fifth's Disease, we rescheduled dinner with friends who are expecting since there's a low, but measurable risk to the baby if it gets the virus.
With the calendar wide open, we spent Saturday eating with P. Honestly, I have little recollection of Saturday outside of the food. We came home and she ate lunch forever, taking a bite, signing a song, asking a silly question, and, only then taking another bite. All told, it felt like a two hour lunch. Afterwards, we played for a couple of minutes and then napped. We went out for dinner, and it was longer than lunch. It felt like a three hour dinner, with P eating a bite at a time while Mr. mouse and I sat and watched. Tables came in after us and left before us.
But, it was worth it. P had a monster weigh-in on Saturday night which she needed. She's whittling away to nothing. If she can make the weight stick, it'll be worth the time invested.
Sunday, we went to a local ice festival. P got to watch ice carving. We walked around for a little bit looking at the ice sculptures. And, P got to run which is good. With the unreal winter we've been having, there's been little to no time for outside play at school. Even on the weekends, we're loathe to take her out when the temperature is in the single digits. So, gross motor has been a trial for us. Running, even for a couple of blocks, was awesome.
We also had time on Sunday to go on several missions in P's rocket. We found a ribbon in the valley in Mars after making a map of the planet. And, we went to Saturn to find a missing ring. She wanted to go to Uranus to find a missing book, but I told her that needed to wait until another night.
It's short week this week followed by a long weekend. We've been working all weekend on a pile of papers in the kitchen. Once we get through them, the kitchen will be feel like a better place. I feel like the kitchen will be a battle each week. But, one I'm willing to fight for. Right now, we've got P's room and the kitchen under control. Let's see how many more balls we can juggle.
Cheers!
mouse
We had a quiet weekend planned that got even quieter when we got a note on Friday from P's school. Because of an outbreak of Fifth's Disease, we rescheduled dinner with friends who are expecting since there's a low, but measurable risk to the baby if it gets the virus.
With the calendar wide open, we spent Saturday eating with P. Honestly, I have little recollection of Saturday outside of the food. We came home and she ate lunch forever, taking a bite, signing a song, asking a silly question, and, only then taking another bite. All told, it felt like a two hour lunch. Afterwards, we played for a couple of minutes and then napped. We went out for dinner, and it was longer than lunch. It felt like a three hour dinner, with P eating a bite at a time while Mr. mouse and I sat and watched. Tables came in after us and left before us.
But, it was worth it. P had a monster weigh-in on Saturday night which she needed. She's whittling away to nothing. If she can make the weight stick, it'll be worth the time invested.
Sunday, we went to a local ice festival. P got to watch ice carving. We walked around for a little bit looking at the ice sculptures. And, P got to run which is good. With the unreal winter we've been having, there's been little to no time for outside play at school. Even on the weekends, we're loathe to take her out when the temperature is in the single digits. So, gross motor has been a trial for us. Running, even for a couple of blocks, was awesome.
We also had time on Sunday to go on several missions in P's rocket. We found a ribbon in the valley in Mars after making a map of the planet. And, we went to Saturn to find a missing ring. She wanted to go to Uranus to find a missing book, but I told her that needed to wait until another night.
It's short week this week followed by a long weekend. We've been working all weekend on a pile of papers in the kitchen. Once we get through them, the kitchen will be feel like a better place. I feel like the kitchen will be a battle each week. But, one I'm willing to fight for. Right now, we've got P's room and the kitchen under control. Let's see how many more balls we can juggle.
Cheers!
mouse
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