Kyren got his first Big Boy haircut. He did fairly well sitting through it, but the lady totally did what i asked her not to do-- cut his bangs short-- and while he's so very handsome, I am still adjusting to the drastic new look. He was unfazed.
We celebrated his "coming home" day on 1/5/13 by starting on the adventure of potty training.
Four days later, still trying to get the hang of potty training, we celebrated his due date by buying mommy her first smartphone. (is there a potty training app???)
At some point in there, we had the unfortunate surprise of finding a RAT lurking around our kitchen- EWWWWW! to the max. The next day, Dave went to NYC for 2 nights to do some cool work project involving a camera crew and a McDonalds franchise owner. We high-tailed it to Gramsy/Poppy's for a fun family sleepover while he was gone... and promptly called the exterminator.
Monday the flu was declared an epidemic, and all around us people are dropping like flies. Of course it was the first year we decided against the flu shot. It was the actual pediatrician that told me the flu wasn't going to be that bad this year. grrrrreat. Now they won't let us get them til next week. Feeling doomed.
Yesterday Christian had his first "playdate" with a friend from school. I wasn't quite ready to send him off into the unknown world of a stranger's house-- so the friend came here. They spent the first 45 minutes running around screaming, falling down, and bouncing off the walls. After that they played innocently and nicely, except for the time the friend said he was going to kill C's new penguin, and the 2 times C had to go to timeout for being mean to his brother. All to be expected. Sigh.
I am totally unprepared for this whole "growing up" thing. The playdate invite caught me off-guard. It seems so silly when I say it out loud. But it's SUCH a big deal. The ground rules we lay now regarding what we let our kids do are extremely important. And while I'm sure this friend of his has a very nice family. . . I don't know them. I don't have any problem getting to know them-- except that is going to be a little easier said than done. The dad is the one who stays at home all day. I've never spoken to the mom. This is their 4th child. C is our first. They have no problem letting their child come to our house without knowing us. We have lots of concerns about reciprocating.
And so life goes. The balance of protecting and letting go, living with caution and yet not giving way to fear, offering wisdom and guidance while helping them make their own good choices. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. As always I am reminded to enjoy these days-- where potty training accidents and playdate dilemmas are our biggest concerns... oh and the occasional rodent.
Dave's friend, David, who has been given just weeks to live (aside from a miracle), after a year with 22 chemo treatments, has us on our knees the past few days, recognizing what a gift this life is-- and has reminded us to enjoy every moment we possibly can together. The wonderful, the trying, the yucky, and even the mundane.
We don't know what the rest of this year will hold-- but it's off to humbling start.
Dave's friend, David, who has been given just weeks to live (aside from a miracle), after a year with 22 chemo treatments, has us on our knees the past few days, recognizing what a gift this life is-- and has reminded us to enjoy every moment we possibly can together. The wonderful, the trying, the yucky, and even the mundane.
We don't know what the rest of this year will hold-- but it's off to humbling start.
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| peeling his first ever hard-boiled egg. |
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