…my waters broke. Tomorrow is my little boy’s birthday. How my world has changed.
This weekend while we were out and about walking as a family, Paxlet and I quickly stepped into the forest (more of a copse these days) on Saturday, before lunch, and Sunday, before bedtime, and found chantarelles! I picked and he supported me. Saturday, we found more than I could carry in my hand and we didn’t have any container, so we used his hoodie. It tickled him to be of use in that way. Sunday, we happened to have their tiny red toy bucket with us. At first we didn’t find any and were ready to head home when I found some big blueberries! I picked just over a half bucket of those (3 cups?). As we were leaving the forest, we found the mother load of chanterelles. I topped off the bucket and carried the rest home in a Kleenex.
We found about 2,5 liters ( 10 cups?) each day. I cleaned them, roughly chopped them and popped them in freezer bags for future use.
Last week was was Tadbit’s first week at daycare. She did amazingly well. No real fussing or crying when we dropped her off each morning. She was more worried about what was happening with her backpack. On Monday, the childminder (K) sent me a text message saying that Tadbit cried briefly after we left, but was soon eating breakfast and playing with the boys. She’s the only girl, out of the 4 kids being taken care of. I was informed that on a few of the days during first week Tadbit would cry a tiny bit, sit on the K’s lap and then be ready to go on her way. By Friday, Tadbit, and Paxlet, were so very tired. It was a good, but roughly active first week, if the 3 bruises on her face were any indicator.
So far this week, each morning when I have informed Tadbit that it is time to go to the K’s house, she has ran to me, fussing and whimpering. She becomes clingy and wants to be in my arms and my arms alone. Mr Siili is not good enough. During the walk there, it is only across the street, she is usually quite fine and normal. But the second K open’s her door, Tadbit starts fussing and crying. Poor girl. And as I hand Tadbit off to the K, my girl is crying and screaming with her hand outstretched to me. It breaks my heart, but I know she only cries a few minutes at most. As confirmed by K in the afternoons. When I get the kids in the afternoon, Tadbit is all smiles and happy.
Paxlet, on the other hand, is taking everything in stride. This is the start of his 4th year there, after all. I think he has stopped whining as much at home!
cried screamed this morning when we dropped her off at daycare. I knew it would come at some point. Poor girl. I’m sure she only cried a few seconds/minutes, as breakfast was ready to eat and food solves everything for my kids.
Mr Siili and I went to see the new Ghostbusters movie two weeks ago. I loved the movie! I laughed and giggled a lot. It was predictable, but it was still fun and sort of like a flash back to the original. Unfortunately, the few hours we were kid less were overshadowed by the fact I bumped another car’s bumper when I was trying to park. I’m kicking myself for it still, when I think about it. I know how big/small my car is, I was just frazzled about getting to the movie on time. I was inching forward, so the bump wasn’t so hard, but my car’s bumper left some dirt and minor scratch marks on the other car’s bumper. I rubbed the dirt off and left a note, in English, for them to call me if there was any problems. We’ve not heard a peep from them. I wonder if my note in English scared them off or if they just don’t see any marks/issues. I truly hope it is the latter.
I love to read. And I love the idea of reading books that haven’t yet made it to the (virtual) shelves at bookstores. So, a few months ago I signed up at Netgalley where it is possible to browse through the list of books they have and see if any of them catch your attention. Then you send a request saying you’d like to read that book*. If your request is accepted, you can download the book to whatever device you’d like and read away. The only catch is that you need to write a(n honest) review of the book after you have read it. In my opinion, a review is a minor task to do in return for getting to read a new book. I need to work on my review writing skills. Practice makes
perfect better right?
The most recent book I read was I Wish My Teacher Knew by Kyle Schwartz. I’m not a teacher, but I really liked this book. I Wish My Teacher Knew is a book about how you, as an educator (in any role, I don’t believe you have to be a teacher only), can show your students that you care about them and that they matter. It had some thought-provoking ideas on how you can get kids engaged in your classroom. Not just with learning, but also when new students arrive and current ones leave, how to involve your students’ family and getting the students excited about something, anything are some examples. The explanations, studies and stories Kyle gives for each chapter/section were interesting and made me think about how most of these can be easily implemented in ones own classroom.
I definitely recommend this book to others, especially if you are a teacher or work with kids/students in a learning environment.
*There are sometimes restrictions on who can read a book, such as your physical location or you’re just not the type they are looking for.
Mr Siili and I have been married for 10 years.
I went back to work today. My day was decent; nothing out of the ordinary.
Checking Deleting emails that had piled up while I was gone. I applied for program access rights again. Got my picture taken a new id card. Same ol’ same ol’.
Mr Siili’s day wasn’t so pleasant. He grumbled to me, for ages, about a project and a guy.
Paxlet whined about me not staying with him at daycare all day. But he did get dressed and teeth brushed in the morning without a hassle.
Tadbit didn’t cry when we left her at daycare. And she only had a little cry when she fell in the woods and then again before falling asleep for nap time. She seemed happy enough when I came to get her. No epic grin and slow-mo run to come greet me, but I did get a small smile and a request to come up to my arms.
I think we’ll do it all again tomorrow. How was/is your Monday?
So, it took me a few days to get the rest of these pictures up. Friday was spent all day with the kids and once the kids were in bed, I baked a Muzzy’s Cheesecake and cleaned. Then all of Saturday was spent cleaning more and having a party.
Here are the finished cakes! Chewie Gooey Brownie Cake on the left and Muzzy’s Cheesecake on the right.
I’m going to get the cheesecake recipe typed up as soon as I can and posted here. I’ve promised it to a couple of friends.
And both cakes cut.
When I was young, my dad made me this redwood desk. I used it a lot, the scratches on the surface prove that. And now my dad has mailed it to me for my birthday!!! I was totally shocked when I opened the package they sent and saw this. I love my dad.
And this is all the stuff that was inside of it. Plus a Chutes and Ladders game that isn’t shown. We have enough balloons to last us a lifetime.
My lovely friends gave me these beautiful flowers.
Tomorrow is my first day back at work since the end of February 2015. That’s 1 year and 5 months away from work. Not long enough! I feel like my grumblings about having/getting to go back to work sound ungrateful. Especially when I am constantly aware of how short the time is in the US. I also know some people don’t have a job to go back to. I am so incredibly thankful for the time I have had to be home with my kids.