Monday, October 4, 2010

Picture-less Post

I have pictures from our weekend up at Vaughans' that I want to put up sometime, but I don't have the psychic energy to go through them and post them right now. But I did feel like writing mundane details about my life for ten minutes. Lucky you!

Evan is doing night work at a mall over near his parents. Not only is he not here, he sleeps all day so I can't even talk to him on the phone! Elliott went over with him, and Elliott is spending his days with Grandma Marilyn. It sounds like he is having a great time, having Grandma to himself. Cheyenne, as can be expected, is insanely jealous, and is having a hard time dealing with life. We had major homework drama tonight-- after 25 minutes spent in tears over an insignificant part of the homework ("Draw a picture of your favorite clock in the house"), I wrote a note to the teacher saying we would not be finishing the homework. Well, that really set her off. She's finally quieted down, after an evening of sobbing over the dreadfulness of writing a note to the teacher.

Not only do I lack the energy to post pictures, I've been really bad about not taking pictures, too. We had a flood here on Thursday, with water so high on our front porch that it came flooding into the entryway. I didn't take a picture of Evan trying to sandbag the porch, or Elliott joyfully getting completely drenched, or me out in pajama shorts trying to bail water. Okay, maybe it's a good thing I didn't take pictures.

It's been rainy quite a bit here. Today, to make up for the horrible fate of being The Girl Who Stayed Home, I took Cheyenne and the other two kids up to the apple orchard to pick apples. It started to pour as soon as we walked out to the orchard. I didn't feel like driving up there another time, so I picked apples in the rain. It was very wet. And it made my daughter hate apple-picking. The situation wasn't helped by the fact that she is completely missing her one front tooth, and the other is hanging on by a thread, so she can't bite into an apple. It's like the line from the Coleridge poem, "water, water, everywhere, nor any drop to drink." Cheyenne was surrounded my Empires and Crispins and Cortlands-- and yet hungry.

Lincoln and Marilla are both dealing with colds. Poor little Marilla's normally sparkly eyes are dull and unhappy, and even her hair looks dull. She'll be rather happy to get better. Lincoln stays happy, but wakes himself up about 70 times a night because it's hard to breath with a plugged nose. Thankfully, he's been putting himself back to sleep 69 times a night. He is such a good little guy! Except for this morning, when he woke up at 5:00 a.m. and didn't go back to sleep until after 11:00 this morning.

I'm slowly working through getting the kids' winter clothes out. I was worried today, after I sorted through two Rubbermaid containers and found very little for Marilla to wear. Then, I found another Rubbermaid stashed in the corner of the family room! Voila, Marilla will now be adequately clothed this winter!

Well, I've blabbed long enough. Time to go to bed so I'm not completely overwhelmed if Lincoln pulls his Early Bird Special again!

1 comment:

The McCoys said...

Whew..Kudos for you for taking 3 apple picking! Sorry to hear about the flooding...Rt 20 was closed some last week - it's raining again tonight. Ugh. Hope the little ones are feeling better...hope your week goes well! Take care :)