Touchstone

There are certain people in my life who either are or were touchstones. Life is just not lived unless I “check in” with them. Funny how, for better or for worse, this blog has become that for me. Even if I have nothing interesting to say, I want to say something.

I tend to not write when I’m tired because I feel boring and boy, I’m tired this week. Dizzying days at work, coupled with tricky, sleep challenged small people makes me, well, b-o-r-i-n-g. So I’ll do my best here, but this is mostly a Check-In.

I’m so late that it’s almost why bother talk about it but last weekend was nice. A little hectic, but nice. I seem to have a hard time finding a graceful compromise between “busy” and over-scheduled. I feel torn between staying home and just hanging out (because we all need it and the small people seem to revel in it, at least for a few hours) and making Lots of Plans. I find myself getting antsy, if we don’t have plans. At least some kind of plan that is not a chore (say, grocery shopping).

Needless to say, the weekend (the weekend? It's freaking Wednesday! Why am I talking about the weekend here? I dunno. I'm grasping. Or maybe I'm still recovering from it) was comprised of the following:

-Some playing at home (inside and out-gorgeous weather!)
-A glorious almost two hours of alone time at Costco. It's almost scary how much I enjoyed this. I was so relaxed I didn't even care that the lines stretched nearly into the pharmacy.
-Erin doing all the laundry (Love Her)
-Leo's first Special Olympics training camp (siblings can come too and Ellie loved it as much as Leo)
-A playdate in Brooklyn (summed up with the following info: crowded playground made me both miss and not miss the old 'hood, a parallel parking job that I will be talking about for months to come even though there were no witnesses to appreciate my greatness other than Leo and Ellie), the irony that the now suburban family (gulp) ventured to Brooklyn for the day and we somehow managed to yes, visit the McDonald's drive-thru (for ice cream for Leo, it was the only thing I could say that would get him to leave the playground). Yes I would have prefered supporting the local, hipster gelato shop but couldn't fit the double stroller through the door.
-A playdate on Sunday with old friends from Ellie's infanthood (all the moms who stayed home are all now back at work and our infants are now, well, toddlers capable of playdates). I give you said toddler (with no friends in sight but trust me they were there) hamming it up:


She started out camera-shy but quickly changed her tune.




Notice the mini chocolate chip muffin. A first. She held onto that thing for Dear Life.

Speaking of plans, Leo has become one scheduled boy. It’s fun that he’s getting older and can really “do” classes now (at least that’s the plan). I already mentioned taekwondo starts this week. He also has a class (9 a.m. Saturday! Whee! Who am I kidding, it’s not like we Sleep In or something) called “The Three C’s: Cooking, Crafts and Ceramics.” That, I cannot wait to see. I mean “C.” Ha. I told you I was tired.