So I apologize for that. Life is crazy, even though “busy” might not be the most appropriate term. Here’s the update, and I promise that I’m going to make an honest attempt to get back on the blogging wagon.
I’m frantically trying to finish two sewing projects, plus the mending of diapers, except that we managed to leave all our cloth diapers, except the ones the girls were wearing when we left, at home. And this week has taught me, in case I needed reminding, that I hate disposable diapers. There is a whole post in itself there. This is why I feel busy, despite spending most of my days at home on the couch. (Ok, not most, but as much as I can manage.)
We’re visiting my parents this week, and Craig flew out of DFW to a teaching conference in Chicago on Tuesday, so the girls and I have taken over my parents’ house. This has been a fun week, except that hanging over our heads is the fact that my dad appears to have lymphoma. They’re getting the final diagnosis and setting up a treatment plan tomorrow, so many, many prayers will be needed in the coming months. My dad doesn’t like a lot of attention, so the outpouring of good wishes he has gotten just from his friends and family has been a little overwhelming for him, but he’s hanging in there so far.
My mom’s knees, which were replaced one month ago tomorrow, are doing really well, so thank you for all the prayers in that area. She is walking with a cane out of the house and without a cane at home. My brother, on the other hand, is going to have surgery to clean up a couple of disks in his spine which are pushing on his nerves and causing pain in his leg. Then he has to lose a good bit of weight so it doesn’t happen again. Anybody with tricks to get someone very reluctant to start a serious (manageable) weight loss program, I’d love to hear them.
The girls are being themselves. Lucy is everywhere at once, and bombarding Grandma and Uncle John with requests to “play play-doh”. We went to the mall to ride the carousel yesterday, and that was fun. She still refuses (usually) to use the potty, but she goes of her own accord to the bathroom to poop in her diaper. I think it’s a step in the right direction. Samantha’s scoot is getting faster (I tried to post a video, but it was too big and I don’t know how to fix that), so we’re having to watch her more closely than ever. She scoots on her left shin and right foot, which is funny but very effective for her purposes. She has had her four top front teeth come in all at once, and the last one is almost through after two weeks or so of suffering. Her teether of choice is still whatever scrap of paper or book is within reach.
Merton has been left in the back seat of the car this week, and I have yet to go dig him out. I’m not quite half way through the “Reader”, but I have every intention of finishing it. I have gotten distracted by A Tale of Two Cities, which I am enjoying much more than I had expected.
What else? I’m sure I’m forgetting lots of important things…but I guess that’s a good start. We have a busy rest of the summer (for real) with Craig’s last week of summer camp, a visit from Fr. R.B., a wedding in Georgia, and then a road trip to visit friends. Then Craig starts school, and I am *officially* a stay-at-home mom and homemaker. (Not just a teacher on summer vacation.) At that point I’m hoping to start researching the homeschooling stuff in earnest, so hopefully some of that will spill over onto here.
I leave you with the quote of the week from Lucy:
Lucy: I want [something she shouldn’t have – I don’t remember what]
Grandpa: I want a new car.
Lucy: [in all earnestness] Well, you can share Grandma’s car.
This approach never works for Craig, either. But he doesn’t usually get such witty comebacks. And now that they are both awake and I can only distract one of them with breakfast, adieu.