Jack has an ability to ask really difficult questions in the car when we’re out and about. For the life of me I can’t figure out how to answer them. Even if I do answer them, another “Why?” is sure to follow.
Yesterday we hosted a Hail & Farewell at our house. All of Pat’s fellow officers came to “hail” the new members just arriving on the ship and to say “farewell” to those who are leaving. We figured that attendance would be around 30…in reality it was probably a little more. It’s one thing to think about the amount of food that is required to 30 people…it’s a whole other thing to actually see 30 people standing in your house. The food doesn’t take up quite as much space as 30 people, three-quarters of them men.
Jack woke up a little earlier than Casey from naptime today so we had a little time to kill, just Jack and I.
Jack is becoming quite a story teller. He’s getting very good at explaining what happened during the day to Pat when he comes home from work. But he’s also got a very good imagination and some of his stories aren’t exactly what you’d call “true.”
There is no other way to describe Casey right now. Mostly she does whatever Jack does. She tries to say what he says and she tries to do what he does. But she also tries to do the same things that I am doing. I realized I have to think a little bit about what I’m doing when I was scratching Tugger’s belly with a hockey stick. Casey thought she should do the same thing but it wasn’t quite so gentle. At least she’s not chasing Tugger around and whacking him with the hockey stick like Jack did when he was her age.
It’s hard to motivate myself to write a blog after the bedtime war every night. A couple of nights ago, I told him to get in bed and go to sleep about 50 times. He just kept getting up and opening his door and smirking at me. I would try to ignore him and calmly put him back to bed. It was not easy. I told him I was going to put him in time out the next day for one minute for every time I shut the door. That didn’t work. And I didn’t fall through on it because trying to keep him in time out for 20 minutes would have become an hour ordeal as I would have to keep returning him to his timeout spot.
Last week, Casey dropped her morning nap and started napping only once a day. And I found myself with so much more time on my hands. I was able to workout for more than 30 minutes at the gym without trying to rush back to the house and get lunch ready and fit in naptime. I was also able to shower at the gym so I didn’t waste any precious naptime minutes doing that. We went grocery shopping, got the car detailed, went to Farmer’s markets and playgrounds and we did a little shopping. I was finally able to stop by a couple of thrift stores that I have wanted to check out for a while.