How was your Thanksgiving? Ours was very filling and busy, three different feasts, and many hours of play for two boys who are now pretty tired.
I am in the process of re-negotiating the boys' schedules in the afternoons. I have always been a strict nap/rest time enforcer. S has long outgrown his nap, but I always made him spend at least an hour upstairs playing quietly after lunch. In the last few months it had become a battle, with him complaining about going upstairs, and me resorting to unseemly tactics to get him up there. I finally decided, last week, that his quiet time days are over. After all, it won't be long before he's at school in the afternoons and then I'll probably miss him. So I try to think of something we can work on together, a craft, a project, a chore... something. It was not easy for me to give up that hour of quiet time. But it needed to be done.
I was feeling pretty good about my decision, feeling like a selfless mama who did the best thing for her big boy. Then T started climbing out of his crib at rest time and I wanted to cry. Whether I can convince T to stay in his room for a decent quiet time remains to be seen. It was easy when he was stuck in his crib. Why doesn't he nap anymore? He's only 2, for crying in the mud. I miss naps. So much.
It's December. Did you know that? The advent calendar went up today. The boys were excited, though I did have to lay down the law when I caught S sneaking into the boxes on his own. Only one box per day. Them's the rules.
I'm kind of stressed about Christmas already. I don't know why. Okay, maybe I do. It's so dang expensive. Last year we set a budget but I went way over, causing plenty of marital stress. This year I am determined to do better, but am also kind of sad because I think Christmas morning might be a little underwhelming for the boys. I guess there are a lot of people in this situation, and situations far worse, so I should stop complaining. I've just got gifts on the brain right now. It takes a lot of planning to make the most of a budget, so it's taking up a good deal of my mental energy. So blogging might be intermittent during this season.
Man, guys... time, time, time. Where does my time go? Now that my afternoon free time is gone, I don't know how I'll get anything done. I should work on projects in the evening, but I'm tired and want to watch tv under a blanket with my hubby at night. I probably need to cut down on my internet time. I subscribe to all these craft blogs, as you know. I used to inspired be them, but now I often find myself getting frustrated. Most of these bloggers have young kids too, and they are always posting a million awesome projects and ideas! How? I don't understand it all. Some of them even homeschool (or unschool) their kids. When do they get stuff accomplished? It leaves me scratching my head and/or shaking my fist. It's probably time to unsubscribe from some blogs, don't you think? Yes, I think so.
Blathering on, I know. This is what happens when I blog so infrequently.
We had quite a bit of snow yesterday and today. The white blanket outside changes the quality of light in the house. As I walk through the rooms now, I remember the first time we saw the house. It was winter then, too, with snow on the ground. The house was empty then, of course, but this same wintertime light cloaked the corners and the walls. I fell in love that day and I still love this house, every room.