I woke at 2:30am with that old familiar feeling in my back…right near the left kidney.
Oh please. God, no.
SOL 2020 4: bedtime routine
McKenna used to be great about going to bed. She thought the floor of her room was hot lava. She WOULD NOT leave her bed but would call for us instead. This ended at least a year ago now.
It’s been torture ever since. PJ time is a 30 minute ordeal that I try to start BEFORE dinner now. The other day after friends left, Aaron had to hold her while I peeled her Elsa costume from her wiggly body.
SOL 2020 3: morning visits
I had a meeting near you today. Basically just across the street. I stopped in the early light just to say hello. It would have been rude not to. I brought a coffee.
SOL 2020 Day 2: morning torture
The melodic tune of torture awakens me at 4:30am. It’s Aaron’s alarm. It’s not overly loud. I’m just mad that I’m now awake. He checks his phone catching up on the overnight news as I drift off to sleep.
SOL 2020 Day 1: some things never change
Sung by Anna, Elsa, Hans, and Olaf.
This is the soundtrack of my day. With the exception of a quick post over the summer, I haven’t written since slicing a full year ago. In that time SO. MUCH. HAS. CHANGED. If you are a return reader, you’ll hear all about it in the coming weeks.
McKenna spent the night with her cousin and has a full blown sleepover hangover. She’s cranky and hungry and sleepy and full of distain for her mother. George is a full blown nap fighting toddler. And mom and dad just want some peace and quiet.
Enter Frozen 2. Recently acquired, it’s been watched no less than a dozen times since Friday. Its catchy and haunting music on repeat went from sing-along status to barely tolerable in just 48 hours. McKenna has been wearing her Elsa costume so much that it may need to be burned when she finally tires of it. And the glitter trail it has left throughout the house will probably remain forever. Even George has begun quoting Olaf with his adorable recognizable only to Mama dialect.
All kids go through these phases. Parents can only hope they can be short lived. Although I’m enjoying the fact that the kids are entertained, I’m not sure how much I can take.
This year, like all others, I would love to promise that I will be writing everyday. I will try. But I’m committing to 2-3 days a week because…life. Looking forward to catching up with some of my old favorites and to find some new ones. Happy writing.
I am writing for the 2020 Slice of Life Challenge.
Banana Bread Baker
She’s been patiently waiting for the bananas to over-ripen so we can make banana bread like on Butterbean’s Cafe. This is her new obsession. She could watch that show all day long. Thanks Regular Grandpa. It has encouraged to to be a little more adventurous with her eating and for that I am grateful.
She tiptoed out of her bedroom and found me lazily curled up in my own bed. She climbed in and cuddled for for a minute before whispering in my ear.
SOL 31: reflection
The house is quiet. I can hear little man in his crib beginning to babble himself awake. But he’s settling in to catch a few more zzz before it’s officially time to rise. I love this of the day. The rhythmic breathing of my husband beside me almost lulls me back to sleep. Then I remember.
SOL 30: kitchen
Shortly after our house flooded and we were living with my parents, my mom could tell I was in a funk. Let’s call it what it was. Continue reading
SOL 29: dangerous
I watch a lot of Grey’s Anatomy. Naturally I’ll be the first person you’ll call when you need your appendix removed. I also love a good true crime show like SVU. I’m happy to handle all your legal needs. I can open a jar of Ragu and toss it over a package of Barilla. That’s totally the same as RPM Italian…right? Want to pay me instead?
SOL 28: sunshine
It’s been a dreary many months. It’s been cold and wet and cloudy. I, for one, have been in need of some sunshine.
Karyn In The Kitchen 