Not So Manic Monday Morning

(Let's see the Bangles sing the title of this post.)

It's almost lunch time
and rather than hopping into the shower
like a good little person, what am I doing?
Writing to you.
I thought I'd be heading out the door to the library
at this time, but it's really not a good idea to
do that unshowered, in pink flannel pajamas.
The librarians really frown on pajamas.



We were going to start with some school
work today...if you recall....but that really hasn't
happened yet. We did do Bible at breakfast. That's easy for
me to do, but that's as far as we've gotten so far. The kids
did morning jobs. I cleaned up the kitchen and got a roast,
carrots and potatoes in the crock pot for supper.
I did some laundry. Lovely K folded a load of clothes for me
(we've got to work on that skill, but messy folding is
acceptable at this point in time).
The boys put together a puzzle that's difficult for them.

So these are the things that have gotten done so far today.
I kind of feel like I need to just get up at 4:00am each
morning and get a shower and get dressed if
we have any intention of leaving the house before noon.
Time just slips through my fingers these days.
I feel like there's so much to juggle already...and
I haven't even gotten everything back into the
mix yet! Am I ever going to have my act together?

I hope you didn't get washed away in a floods this weekend.
Oh my word--it rained here like I haven't heard
it rain in a long time. Saturday night, in the wee small hours
of the morning, I enjoyed listening to the torrents of rain
on our roof. That's the thing about these thirty minute
to one hour sessions I hold in the middle of the night
with the newest face in my family
---I do enjoy the quiet, stillness
of the night (if no one is SCREAMING, that is).
I try to use this time to pray for my kids
and for whoever comes to mind at that time.
But Saturday night it was lovely to sit there with my
beautiful boy and hear the rain on our roof.
It makes me thankful for our sturdy home,
shelter from the elements,
our blessed life.

The roast and veggies in the crock pot today
were supposed to be our lunch yesterday.
But somebody suggested that I not cook it overnight
in the crock pot. "Get up and do it Sunday morning," this
person suggested. I knew when I heard these words
that it was not a good idea. I should have put it together
Saturday night when I was in full use of my faculties.
I used to get up and fix huge meals before church on
Sunday mornings. That's not happening right at this point
in my life. Even getting that stuff all thrown into the
crock pot on Sunday morning would have been a stretch.
And it didn't happen.
We talked about having bologna sandwiches for lunch
.....but that didn't happen either.
We ended up going to our casa away from casa
(our favorite Mexican restaurant).
Lovely K made sure the waitresses knew that Sweet T
has a birthday this week. So they sang to him,
put the little sombrero on his head and gave him
the sopapilla (is that what it's called?).


The thing was, I got so tickled just watching Sweet T
when they were doing this. I thought he might be
scared or embarrassed at all the attention
or something. Instead, he just grinned from ear
to ear and every time they thumped the back of
the sombrero (they do this at certain points in the song
they sing), he just made this crazy face.
He just cracks me up. I was thinking this morning as he
was dancing to some song on the radio
(and you haven't seen dancing until you
have seen this kid's moves)
that he is going to be one to watch. I hope he never
loses his sense of self expression,
his UNinhibited confidence, his joy for life.
He's something else, that kid.
And he's running out of days as a three year old.

And Lloyd Dobbler took that picture of the kids with my cell phone. I was impressed that it turned out so well. I forget that there's a phone on that thing. I just don't love technology. I should have been born in the '40s. I have the hair for that era and people used typewriters back then. Now there's a piece of machinery I can appreciate.

Okay, I have got to get in the shower.
Have a lovely day, Dear Reader.