Friday, September 27, 2013
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Monday, September 16, 2013
Sunday, September 15, 2013
He cannot drive, so I am a chauffeur for any meetings (for Elders Quorum, German School, German Exchange Program, Soccer Team Boosters, School, or otherwise) unless he works out a ride otherwise. I am so so so grateful for those who make "otherwise" possible. Bless you. He's been a great sport about it. Really. Such a good positive attitude. SOOOOO much better than when that blasted Achilles blew. Like night and day comparison actually. I am so glad we survived that. The biggest downers withe the surgery for me include driving the car more than ever before to bring people from A to Z, filling the 5 gallon water jugs and hauling them home, taking out the trash and getting recycling done... all things that Jared did before... along with just helping me in general to clear the table, tidy up, or checking on Lukas at night... putting him to bed. So my days are longer to get everything really done.
That leads me to the implosion factor. Between Jared's Elders Quorum calling, German School Principal and Teacher job, German Exchange Program Coordinator Assignment, Soccer Team Coach, and his actual job teaching in the HS, he has a brain full of to-dos, and I'm so surprised at how little I hear about most of these things. He just gets them done calmly in his own way, and really tries to be home when he's home. Each has it's own time to get done and it's not like they are all happening at the same time or all the time. Just lots to keep track of on the calendar.
I've been burning the candle at both ends for too long, so now I'm sick with a nasty cold and had a fever for the last two days. For all those who think I have allllll this time on my hands because I have only one kid, let me just set the record straight for once. You are right. I have time on my hands. 24 hours in a day actually. Just like you. And I fill it. Just like you. The difference is probably that I have much more flexibility in my schedule than many... like those who have a hellish school drop off schedule (especially the poor moms who have to drive to three or more different schools! Yes! Awful! I totally feel for you Katrina!!) or tons of activities to constantly get to. Usually we just have a couple "have tos"-- i.e. things I'm paying for, like Lukas' new music class, and German School, and soon a gymnastics class. Otherwise, I've got my young women's calling, which means planning Mutual Tuesdays, teaching sometimes on Sundays, Night of Excellence to plan, and training YW in their callings. And there's low-stress playgroup & Lukas' Let's Play Music class on Wednesdays. I do preschool for Lukas and his friend twice a week, since I watch the other boy while his mom takes some college classes. It's awesome since it's Lukas' best friend- so it's guaranteed looked-forward-to play time!!. And now I have my paying job teaching German School on Saturdays. I get 6-7 year olds for a few hours Saturday mornings while their friends are probably at soccer or baseball fields.It's a nice outlet to use my teaching skills and German language skills to earn some money. Kinda funny that I sort of work for Jared since he's the principal. On top of that, there are fun things like visiting teaching (I visit super interesting people who I wouldn't have met/hung out with otherwise! LOL) and get to help with RS activities, like this month's on family history: I'm doing a booth on journaling, showing my blog books, and things like that.
But even with all that I do have time. UnadulteratedTime others don't have. So we are the ones to watch other people's kids during the day, help people with 4.5 kids unpack moving boxes, visit ward members who could use a friend, help activate, motivate, regulate and set things straight. Since we live right next to the High School we have an occasional drop in from a young woman who needs to talk. Boy are they sometimes in over their heads, but they all have to live it and go through it. .In there somewhere though is making dinner, doing laundry, grocery shopping, and planning my lessons for Saturday, and dragging Lukas along the whole way.
So ask us in November how we're doing. Because that is when Jared's soccer season starts. That's one big piece of straw on this haystack. I just hope he can drive by then! (smerk)
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
I'm a huge fan of free play in a setting that lends itself to creativity and learning. I was thrilled when the kids played at this park along side a dried up creek bed. They worked together to haul a log over to the play structure then help each other climb it. Physics, teamwork, creativity. Love it!
Lukas was recently invited to a party that I completely forgot about. With Jared's surgery the day before, and fixing our car's brake rotors and my broken cell phone the morning of, it was literally fhe Last thing in mg mind. In fact, when fhe kid's thoughtful mother called 1/2 hour into it, Lukas had been snoozing away for over an hour! I woke him and asked him if he wanted to go. (To a birthday party? Is the pope Catholic?)
Swim clothes on and out the door within 10 minutes, the little man was so tired, but so glad he got to go. After all, these shark fins have gotten mileage in our house ever since!
When all was done, I felt so grateful that someone else's cup runneth over when my plate is full.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Monday, September 2, 2013
This moment was captured during a spontaneous trip to the beach on an overcast day. A dry beach day, we call it. We happened to run into a woman from the ward with her two boys there, who took right to playing with Lukas. They'd built a bunker and would jump out occasionally and shoot at things. Imaginary can't see-em kind of things. They.Had.A.Ball!!!!
Then this other kid came over. A number of socially awkward moments ensued. Looking back, it's funny how we consider the awesomeness of our own kids when confronted with a 6 year old with smoker's cough (second hand smoke anyone?), whose mom even jumped into the boys' soccer game to "show him how it's done" and would yell at him about every little thing... in her overbearing, deep raspy voice. The kid would jump, hit, kick and not let up sometimes while playing with the other three. I felt bad for the kid, living in that family. Reminded me of Pete's Dragon. Makes me always stop, take note of what we're doing, and feel grateful for my little boy and all the personality he has and is, and all the time and energy it takes to do what we do in our family.