We really haven't been up to a whole lot lately, except for lounging around the house and playing and eating. We've all been quite content to just hang out here. The weather has been a little on the chilly side the past few days, so that keeps us inside.
John left Saturday morning to drive a tanker to Southern California. He'll stay there and work until Thanksgiving, then fly back here to load up his family into our second home and roll on back to so. cali. If it all works out the way I want it to, we'll rent our home out for a few months. It looks like the job could be anywhere from 4-6 months. I'd like to have someone stay here for really, really cheap, just enough to cover a small bit of mortgage and just to have a living body in the house. I hate leaving the house all alone; I'm sure she gets sad without us here.
My sister and niece came over for coffee this morning and we played a while then went to McD's for a nasty lunch; but more so the kids could play on the play land there. It was nice to spend some time with them, and even nicer to have some time to get to actually *talk* to my sister. It's rare that we talk, and rarer still that we talk about things that matter. We are so unlike each other, so I'm sure we both sit there afraid to say too much out of fear of hurting the other. Ahh, relationships...
Sage is taking a bath in the kitchen sink right now (don't worry, I'm right here beside him, laptop perched on the counter) and the big boys are in the tub. Sage has been having the time of his life with markers lately; coloring anything and everything, including himself and anyone else he can get to show some skin. I guess he loves the clean palette of a bare belly. He also discovered that dishes are really fun to marker up, and the fridge....ooooooo yeah, baby! I'm just not sure if he had more fun markering it or wiping it all off. What a great discovery, to use washable markers on the fridge. Thanks, Sage! It really does look fun, and had I not been in the middle of making pancakes and eggs for supper, I'da joined him. Tomorrow!
Saylor jarred his back today while doing flips on our bed. We have a twin mattress on the floor at the foot of our king bed. He runs, bounces off of the twin, then jumps up and does a beautiful flip onto the big bed. Today, though, his foot slipped off the edge of the twin bed, and he said it just threw off his whole flippy do. He's soaking in some epsom salt and essential oils right now. I need to dig around and find our arnica, too. Hoping all those things bring him some comfort.
Stone is big time into mama right now and I am big time loving it! As we were leaving the house today to go to lunch, Barb invited him to ride along with her but he sweetly declined and said he just wanted to come with me. Usually, he'd be the first one to accept. So instead, Saylor and Sage rode with her and Emma, and Stone rode with me. I love that kid!
See, the problem with my blogging, and lack thereof, is that I have soooo much to say that I find it to be an insurmountable task, and so I don't write anything. Maybe if I did it daily, it wouldn't seem to pile up so much? I guess that's just my style of doing things though, not that I exactly like that sort of style, but I'm the kind of person who will go for 6 months before writing down a single check or balancing the checkbook. I suck. Perhaps a change will occur?...?...?