I made a sort of "goal" to write on my blog once a week, but the problem is that there isn't anything big to write about this week. There were big moments--moments where I was trying to get three kids in carseats, moments when Chaim had to wait too long to be fed, moments where Noel and Juliet wanted the same spot on the bench--but nothing that I really wanted to write a post about. So in lieu of a post that says something really meaningful, here's a snapshot of our life. No specific order, mind you.
Conversation with Noel:
"Mom, how old are you?"
"Wow. That's old."
"You are going to die someday."
It's nice to have the perspective of a 5-year old on my age.
I worked on Monday from 10:00 a.m. - 8:00 p.m. because we hosted a FAFSA night. My mom watched the girls during the day--letting them watercolor AND make play-doh volcanos, complete with lava spewing out of the volcano. I usually only accomplish one "crafty" thing in a day (sometimes in a week). Scottie watched the kids when he got home. He made pigs in a blanket for dinner, which the girls talked about for the rest of the week. I obviously need to up my "fun meter", and throw out the sound nutrition of meal planning every once in a while.
Speaking of cooking, I made three casseroles in one week. This is something considering that I have never used cream of mushroom soup in a recipe until now. I loved it. The kids loved it. Scott loved it. And it made the nights when Scott was at school somehow do-able. I have never made casseroles (a very long story that could be analyzed by Freud himself), but I've luckily turned that corner in my life. Next week: tuna noodle casserole. I don't know why, but I'm very intrigued by the legend of this casserole.
One day the girls were talking with Scottie, and he said something that was different than they understood. Jules took it in stride, looked at me and said, "Mom, what do you think?" It's nice to know that to my four-year-old, my opinion still matters.
We had a doctor's checkup this week. Juliet thought the eye exam was hilarious, since she had to cover up one of her eyes with a big black spoon. She kept saying "Aaarrgghh!" and pretending to be a pirate. I thought it was hilarious, the nurse didn't know how to make her say "star" when she pointed to the star. Chaim was another enigma for the doctor. He smiles and is happy all the time, loves to drool, but he had little interest in her stethoscope. I guess most kids try to gobble it up during the exam. According to her, he is still in the "normal range", but he needs to be doing more with his fine-motor skills. I'm trying to not over-analyze this milestone.
And my technology triumph of the week is that I finally downloaded new games on the LeapPad. They've had it for 13 months. This should explain why there aren't any pictures with this post--they are on the camera, and it might be another 13 months before I download them.