Monday, July 03, 2006
Not being crafty yet. At this point Dave and I are trying to be super duper efficient so that we can keep our house in order. I'm doing 2 loads of laundry a day (I used to just do it when the piles got high), and I'm actually putting the clothes away instead of letting them pile on the sofa. I'm trying to cook meals earlier in the afternoon when Keith is napping so that I can pay more attention to him during his wake time. I'm keeping an actual shopping list (gasp!). I used to just take my time perusing aisles at the store. It was one way of killing time with Keith when Davey was in preschool. Now that school is out, the thought of going shopping with three boys is a bit daunting. Especially the thought that the little one will wake up screaming and hungry, wanting to nurse, when I won't be anywhere near getting checked out yet. Hasn't happened yet. What do you other moms of 3 do? I think I may have to just go grocery shopping at night after the boys are in bed. Yup.
Remember these tote bags that I made for Davey's preschool teachers? Davey helped me pick out the fabric at the store. Ever since then, he's been very opinionated about fabric. He'll go right up to a bolt and say, "I want this." No matter what, I can't talk him out of it. His last day of preschool when we were driving back home and talking about how he wouldn't see his teachers and classmates for a long time since it was summer vacation, he started to cry and was quite upset. I told him I would take him to the fabric store so he could pick out fabric for his tote bag for next year. So we went, he picked out the car fabric, and some yellow fabric for the lining. We got home and he wanted me to make it for him right away.
me: Sorry, fabric hasn't been washed yet.
Davey: Mommy, can you make it?
me: Sorry, I have to make dinner.
Davey: Mommy, can you make it now?
me: Sorry, it's bath time and then bedtime. I'll make it for you when you're sleeping and then I'll hang it on the peg so you can find it in the morning when you wake up.
Davey: Mommy, I want to snuggle it when I'm sleeping.
me: OK. I'll put it right by your head and you can reach out and snuggle it.
Davey: I love you, Mommy.