Ok, I think we have to call this "Week 0," for a few reasons. First. Chris hasn't made it to Afghanistan yet. I'm not sure when her 'deployment clock' starts, maybe it already has, but really it doesn't matter because she'll get back when they are ready to give her back, which will be only approximately a year from now. The other reason is that this was spring break for the kids, and honestly I could have done without that for the first week of this little adventure.
It wasn't really too bad, though. Johnny did have an ear infection which turned into a cold which made him cough a few nights which kept me up, but honestly it wasn't like I'm sleeping great now anyway. But at least he didn't miss any extra school, I guess. When I send them back on Monday, I have to send a note explaining why they were absent for three days last week. I'm writing the same thing as I have for the past few months when Chris came home for a few days at a time and we kept them out of school or got them out early or brought them in late: "Military Leave."
Cara was, is, always will be a bit of a pistol. She generally requires a coterie of friends who she can rotate through (throughout any given day or, really, hour) so that she remains constantly entertained. We did our best. Cara and I also have an ongoing battle over that most favorite of household guests: stink bugs. When she sees one, you'd think the thing had made a go for her jugular. I kinda yelled at her the other night, so we had a long talk about it. She says she's scared, and I can really understand that. What I told her was that it's ok to be scared, but you have to work to put that fear aside a bit, because if you don't you end up giving the thing you're scared of way too much power over you. And aside from smelling awful, I've never seen a stink bug do anything. God, I envy them...
Anyway, we compromised: when she sees one, she's to calm herself down, calmly tell me about it, and then I'll take care of it. Hopefully, we can work toward a little more action on her part, but I'm just as happy to be rid of the screeching...
Flew kites on Sunday. Well, Cara and a friend and I flew them. Johnny sat in the car. Fun.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
[tap tap tap] Is this thing on??
Bless me, it's been seven years since my last confession...
We did this when Chris went to Kuwait in '03-'04, and it went so well that we were really eager for Chris to get going so we would have a reason to blog again. I kid, of course.
First post, so, the rules.
Rule #1 This blog is (mostly) so Chris can keep up with the kids. And kids, as we all know, are boring as hell, so just remember that no one is making anyone else read this.
Rule #2 When kids are not boring, they are generally either cute or annoying. Sometimes they are sleeping. Very, very rarely, they are all at once. In all cases, Rule #1 still applies.
Oh, perfect example: Cara and her friend (who is staying over tonight) just stopped by to announce that they were bored, and they'd like to clean the porch. I told her that I wasn't really keen on the idea of having her friend over so that they could clean our house, and so she pouted. Boring, annoying, and cute, as advertised.
...now, in the interest of fairness, it was Johnny's turn this morning. He had a soccer game at 9, and the coach had contacted me earlier in the week to organize the team in his absence, which is ok for me on a limited basis, but really you don't want me coaching your kid in any sport beyond T-ball, because I am not very competitive. It's not that I don't try to get the kids to do well, it's just that people look at me kinda funny when I want the kids on the other team to do well, too, and offer suggestions. But on an as-needed basis, no prob. So, we're getting ready this morning, and it's cold, so I lay out a long-sleeve shirt for Johnny to put under his orange team shirt, which, of course, he absolutely refuses to wear, because "it's not cold out." Johnny may have geographic amnesia -- I think he was remembering that it was warm yesterday. In Mississippi. So, no long sleeves. No jacket, either. My mistake, did not bring either with me, so no surprise when he breaks down after having stood out in the mildly chilled, 55 degree air in his short sleeves. Refused to play, sat in the car. The other thing that was happening was that only 3 other players from the orange team showed up, so I borrowed a few from the other team, and we played really well and only lost 3-0. Fun was had, and isn't that what it's all about?
That, and avoiding hypothermia if you are Johnny, I guess.
We did this when Chris went to Kuwait in '03-'04, and it went so well that we were really eager for Chris to get going so we would have a reason to blog again. I kid, of course.
First post, so, the rules.
Rule #1 This blog is (mostly) so Chris can keep up with the kids. And kids, as we all know, are boring as hell, so just remember that no one is making anyone else read this.
Rule #2 When kids are not boring, they are generally either cute or annoying. Sometimes they are sleeping. Very, very rarely, they are all at once. In all cases, Rule #1 still applies.
Oh, perfect example: Cara and her friend (who is staying over tonight) just stopped by to announce that they were bored, and they'd like to clean the porch. I told her that I wasn't really keen on the idea of having her friend over so that they could clean our house, and so she pouted. Boring, annoying, and cute, as advertised.
...now, in the interest of fairness, it was Johnny's turn this morning. He had a soccer game at 9, and the coach had contacted me earlier in the week to organize the team in his absence, which is ok for me on a limited basis, but really you don't want me coaching your kid in any sport beyond T-ball, because I am not very competitive. It's not that I don't try to get the kids to do well, it's just that people look at me kinda funny when I want the kids on the other team to do well, too, and offer suggestions. But on an as-needed basis, no prob. So, we're getting ready this morning, and it's cold, so I lay out a long-sleeve shirt for Johnny to put under his orange team shirt, which, of course, he absolutely refuses to wear, because "it's not cold out." Johnny may have geographic amnesia -- I think he was remembering that it was warm yesterday. In Mississippi. So, no long sleeves. No jacket, either. My mistake, did not bring either with me, so no surprise when he breaks down after having stood out in the mildly chilled, 55 degree air in his short sleeves. Refused to play, sat in the car. The other thing that was happening was that only 3 other players from the orange team showed up, so I borrowed a few from the other team, and we played really well and only lost 3-0. Fun was had, and isn't that what it's all about?
That, and avoiding hypothermia if you are Johnny, I guess.
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