Some days don’t seem like anything special. Today was one of those. It was just a midsummer day. The temperatures were lower because a nice thunderstorm blew through. I’m glad to be back below 100 degrees. The kids played pretty well all day long. There were squabbles, but nothing major. A few things do stick out.
This morning Gleek told me all about her wonderful dream where she had lots of magic wands. She used them to make rainbow shoes for me. Then she used another wand to make me a rainbow dress that was so shiny it made more rainbows. Then she made Yoshis for everyone in the family and she “dinged” them to life and we all rode around on Yoshis. It sounded like a truly wonderful dream and she was snuggly/happy while telling me about it.
I didn’t get much done today. I’m still trying to fight off the tendency to enter a holding pattern when Howard is out of town. I find myself spending too much time online as if somehow that will make me feel closer to him. Or at least to someone grown up. I need to get more sleep tonight rather than staying up past midnight because I don’t want to go to bed without him. Having Howard away probably does nothing to increase our risk of being victimized by crime, but I sure feel safer when he is here. Weird.
My sister in law came over today. She wanted to see the livejournal book I created using Lulu.com, because she has a project for which the same solution might work. She was really impressed with the book and really impressed with my intended project of creating a storybook of stories that my kids have written. After listening to my description of getting Patches to tell a story, she mentioned that she should probably do something similar for her three year old. I know why she hasn’t. The same reason it took me this long to do a project like this. She has a baby in her house. When I had a baby I never had time to sit down with a toddler and write what he said as he drew a picture. I’m so glad I can do it now. I’m really enjoying collecting the stories and I’m going to love surprising my kids with the books. I may even make the finished book part of Christmas, but I’m not sure.
One of my neighbors is moving away in a little more than a week. Her son has been Link’s best friend since before they can remember. It’s going to be hard on Link. It is going to be even harder on the boy who is moving away. It’s also going to be hard on me. These last few weeks I’ve spent lots of time visiting with this neighbor and I’ve learned lots of things about her that I’d simply never known. She has really been through alot in her life and has come out smiling. She’s a good friend and I want to keep in touch for my own sake as well as for the boys. I hope the new neighbors will be as nice.