A Lot of Tired

My husband had an overnight flight home from skiing.  We were going to get a full day's work done today and then head out to see my in-laws on Friday.   Only things didn't turn out to plan.   

My husband was so tired.  He fell asleep on the chair in the great room.  He slept there for hours and hours.   When he finally got up  it was late in the day and we weren't going to be able to get as much done as we had hoped.   

We did ger enough done.  Enough to have videos for all of the days we're out of town.  

The Children Missed Their Father:  The children are always happy to see either one of us when we return from being away.   It is always nice to see how each of them gets excited to have their father come home.   They are each different, and I like them both. 

Preparing For Departure

We have a lot to get ready for the trip to visit my in-laws next week.   I am the sort of person who likes to prepare well in advance of a trip.  Or at least trips like this one, I do.   When I was a business traveler, I would pack right at the last minute and rush off to the airport just in time to catch the flight.  But in the case of traveling with children, there is a lot more that needs to be considered, packed, not forgotten, etc.

I typically have a packing document I edit from the prior trip to that destination or something recent in time.   For years, I would make the file for this trip a new version of last year's trip.  This year I've been so busy I haven't even made a new file yet.

I haven't even started packing, which is all sorts of unlike me.  

The Tiny Girl Chronicles: My daughter started packing some of her things.  She and I went and got some new clothes that fit her.   I rather hope she slows down growing. in a bit.   She's looking almost like a little lady now. 

The Big Boy Update:  My son said sure, not a problem, he would get some things packed.   He has gotten zero things packed. 

Two Days Behind?

 I can't believe I missed posting for two days.   My children and husband were so sweet while I was resting.   Right now I have to make word searches for my daughter, so I'm cutting this belated post short. 

There Was A Young Lady Who Swallowed A Fly

My children know that song.  They know variations of the song and we have spent many a car ride calling out the different things the poor lady happened to swallow.   Today, however, there was another fly issue and this time it was in our house. Somehow, we have no idea forty or so houseflies are in our house.  They are full grown, black, fly well and are not termites—something I had happen in a prior house.  

The buzzing is annoying and oddly frightening. I've been running around with two flyswatters to try and get them out a window or door, or if not, to dispatch with them as succinctly as possible. 

The Big Boy Update:  My son was quite scared of the flies.  I was really surprised by this.   He wanted to have nothing to do with them.   They had landed down in a soda bottle from the night before and he was repulsed by the thought of them being there when he took a swig of the drink.  I can understand, that sounds very unpleasant.  

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  My daughter's eye doctor had messaged me on another topic the other day.   She has said, "Have you heard the news about Dr. Trese?"  Dr. Trese was the visionary that did all the complex things with my daughter's eyes.  He had been working on a big research project and had also talked about retiring.  Had he received an award of the highest honor?   My husband said, "he might have died."  I sucked in my breath and said, "oh no, I hope not."  He was in his seventies when he was treating and doing surgery on my daughter.  He was still working because he loved it.   He had died from pancreatic cancer.   We are all sad.   He was simply wonderful in so many ways.  

Livestream With Help

Today was a nice day with the children.  No one was in a hurry and nothing had to be done.  Well, the house had to be cleaned up and the dishes were a mess, but I got it all done in preparation for a live stream I had planned with my producer with his channel and ours.   

The children were very sweet.   They knew I had to go into the room and shut the door, and their father wasn't around.   They had some friends over and I let them stay with a very stern warning of, "If you think your parents would not approve at home anything you're thinking of doing here, then don't do it."   I got some yes ma'am's and nods and then I headed to the basement for the live stream. 

After being in the stream for thirty seconds I had a guinea pig delivered to me.   Ten minutes later he was returned home.   That was sweet of my son.   Then a bit later I went out to get something and I found out two of the people in the live stream were my son's friends.  How sweet of the boys!

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  My daughter is blind.  She can see almost nothing.   And yet today she went out to ride her bike again when the rain stopped.  Nothing stops her.   She really is amazing. 

The Big Boy Update:  My son wanted to go to dinner with us and picked a restaurant.  When it was time to go he lost his mind because there were friends at another house and I was killing his future forever by making him go to dinner now.  I told him to go back, I coordinated with the mother, and my daughter and I had a lovely dinner together.  She is a sweet girl.  

Waiting on a Miracle

Today my daughter had her solo with the girls' city choir.   She said she had her song well-practiced, even though she missed one of the main practices for the soloists (she was performing with her school chorus at the time) and she hadn't been practising at home.   So I wasn't so sure. 

I brought up the recording of the specific arrangement for her to practice and she had significant problems singing to it.   And we had three hours before we headed out.  I got nervous.   But my daughter figured out a short bit later that she had missed part of a measure when the pianist recorded it for her, and that was causing all the trouble.

The director asked if my daughter would be up for coming to the performance hall a bit early for a final practice, something I jumped on with an "absolutely, we'll be right over." My daughter looked lovely in all black and when we arrived she went straight in as one of the only performers there at the time.  I heard her song moments later and her singing.  

I think they practiced the song twice.   And my daughter was right, she totally had the song.   She sang so beautifully.  They recorded everything so hopefully next week I'll be able to get a copy of it for posterity's sake.  I was very proud of her. 

The Big Boy Update:  My son didn't want to go to a performance, much less one where he would have to wait for a good while before the concert began.  I let him take the iPhone the children use when there is a need.  my son would love to have that phone full-time, but that's not happening for a bit longer.  The phone entertained him, although he talked to Jessica, another mother, and me and was so polite.   He wanted me to play a game with him, which does look fun.  I'm going to see if we can play it tomorrow.   I was proud of him today. 

I Have A Dream

My daughter is tracked out for four weeks.  Or is it three weeks?  For a while.  It's her last holiday for elementary school.

The Tiny Girl Chronicles: She came home with this today: 

The Big Boy Update:  My son's ear is hurting a lot.  I have to go see if I can help.  I'm not sure what it could be.