Sunday-Saturday:
Yep, another whole week has gone by, and at this point, I'm thinking these daily updates are going to have to go out the window. Like many things in the life of a mother, some things just fall lower and lower on the list of priorities. Thinking about it though, I'm super glad that I did daily inputs as much as I did. But, I think it's time to face the reality, that I'm not a super mom, just a mom trying to figure all this out. And that's okay.
So, let me back track. Sunday, I really don't remember anything of. I know we didn't go to church, and I don't remember why that was. My guess is we were all to tired, cranky, or just flat out didn't want to go. That's the way it is sometimes. Even after talking to Phillip, he doesn't remember either.
Monday afternoon, I got a call from a mom about her checking into the hospital, so I got the kids dressed and we headed out to pick up Nanny Frances. I didn't get back till late Tuesday night, after the kids were in bed, which I was really sad. I missed them like crazy when I was gone this time, and almost got teary-eyed thinking of home at one point. That's one of those tough things about my work. I do know that Liam was super excited about spending almost a whole day with Frances, and then Phillip stayed home on Tuesday, so he got some great Dad time. Phillip mentioned he and the kids played on the floor a lot and did a bunch of tickling.
Wednesday morning, Phillip stayed home again, and he let me sleep in which was awesome times a thousand, and I got to spend the first moments in bed, waking up with Annabelle at my side, and Liam tickling her till she let out giggles and belly laughs that would make anyone smile. Perfect moment from a long couple days. We did venture out to the grocery store, I think we only went to Sunflower and HEB. Liam got his buddy bucks, which he still thinks is funny to say, "They're not circles anymore!" when he pulls the stickers out of the machine.
Thursday, I did laundry. Liam hung clothes with me a little, and folded wash cloths, to which he was very glad to show Dad, who stayed home again. I think Phillip was homesick with me gone, so had to take off work to spend family time with all four of us. That or he may have truly been ill in all actuality.
Friday, which was just yesterday, I have to stop and think about. I know Phillip stayed home (again) and by yesterday, I think he may have been really sick, so I'm glad he got to rest. I do remember last night, in the entry way of the kitchen and the hallway, in that tiny carpet space by the front door, Liam dumped out all four buckets of toys. I told him he would have to pick them up later that night, but I don't think he really grasps what 'later' means. Of what I see, 'later' means, 'don't worry about it, it doesn't mean now.' His foresight has yet to be developed. Which, I think, that is what makes kids so daring. After we got back from a run to the store, it was time for bed, and I of course, helped him to expedite the process of toy picking up.
Today, Saturday, we had a pretty chill day. Liam has been asking about a package of large colorful popsicle sticks that he ran across earlier this week. So, I got the glue we bought last night at the store, and we did some crafting. He made Papa his birthday gift, which I will post a picture of on Papa's birthday, and then did a lot of other gluing of sticks to one another. He said he was making an airplane. Phillip sat down with him and started making an airplane as well. Just now, going back to look at it, Phillip is digging through a pile of hundreds and hundreds of popsicle sticks, to which we've now came to assume that his plane project probably needs to be re-done. Another thing that comes with kids. It makes me smile. I did some sewing today, which Liam always finds mesmerizing, and I had a lot of scrap fabric, which Liam loves to play with. I think I may at some point make him some linen pants out of it. Yeah...like I'll ever get around to that! I'd rather build popsicle stick towers with Liam.
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