I really want to write something funny or interesting but I got nothing. I am pretty sure that I write the best posts ever in my head on my drive home from work. It's a long drive. I find myself here tonight with some of that rare stuff called "time" on my hands. Not because I have just done all that I need to do and find myself bored but more like......fuck all that shit, ain't doing it.
I just sent Kaleb for 5 days with his grandpa. They are driving up to Chicago tomorrow to visit family and have some fun. Wish I was going. I didn't want to let him go. He wanted to go so bad and I didn't want to crush him. It's the first time I have let him go anywhere like that without me or Josh. I trust grandpa explicitly but he's my baby! And I am a nervous, anxiety filled crazy who spends a great part of each day thinking of all of the worst possible things that can happen in any given situation. I am a psycho. I told him I was going to clean his room while he was gone and throw away all of his crap. I know...mean. I really am going to go in there and clean out a bunch of shit. It's hard to do when they are there. Why do they always seem to grow an attachment to something they haven't seen or touched in 2 years? "But Mom, I love that thing!". I won't get rid of anything he cares about. I guess. He will be back Monday and then starts school on Wednesday. Is it me or did this summer fly by? I guess they all do.
Lilah is crazy as ever. And cuter than ever. She counted in Japanese tonight. I was seriously amazed. I was loading the dishwasher (glamorous I know) and she twirling around in the kitchen just counting away. She picked it up in Kaleb's karate class. Kaleb can't do it and he is the one who is supposed to be learning it. It drives me crazy because when you try to quiz her about things you know she knows or think she should know she always says "I don't know". She knows. She just refuses to do anything on demand. She is so obstinate. If she doesn't want to do something she isn't gonna do it. But if she wants something be prepared to see her go into psycho Lilah mode until she gets what she wants or cries so long she forgot what she wanted. She cried and whined for 40 minutes one night because I wouldn't stop on the way home from daycare to get her a drink at the gas station. Somebody had a drink that night and it wasn't her!
Well, I must go for now but I leave you with some random little bits that if I was genius enough I would have written myself.
I just sent Kaleb for 5 days with his grandpa. They are driving up to Chicago tomorrow to visit family and have some fun. Wish I was going. I didn't want to let him go. He wanted to go so bad and I didn't want to crush him. It's the first time I have let him go anywhere like that without me or Josh. I trust grandpa explicitly but he's my baby! And I am a nervous, anxiety filled crazy who spends a great part of each day thinking of all of the worst possible things that can happen in any given situation. I am a psycho. I told him I was going to clean his room while he was gone and throw away all of his crap. I know...mean. I really am going to go in there and clean out a bunch of shit. It's hard to do when they are there. Why do they always seem to grow an attachment to something they haven't seen or touched in 2 years? "But Mom, I love that thing!". I won't get rid of anything he cares about. I guess. He will be back Monday and then starts school on Wednesday. Is it me or did this summer fly by? I guess they all do.Lilah is crazy as ever. And cuter than ever. She counted in Japanese tonight. I was seriously amazed. I was loading the dishwasher (glamorous I know) and she twirling around in the kitchen just counting away. She picked it up in Kaleb's karate class. Kaleb can't do it and he is the one who is supposed to be learning it. It drives me crazy because when you try to quiz her about things you know she knows or think she should know she always says "I don't know". She knows. She just refuses to do anything on demand. She is so obstinate. If she doesn't want to do something she isn't gonna do it. But if she wants something be prepared to see her go into psycho Lilah mode until she gets what she wants or cries so long she forgot what she wanted. She cried and whined for 40 minutes one night because I wouldn't stop on the way home from daycare to get her a drink at the gas station. Somebody had a drink that night and it wasn't her!
Well, I must go for now but I leave you with some random little bits that if I was genius enough I would have written myself.
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