Yes, I am neglecting this space. I haven't spent much time writing up long-form thoughts. Facebook and Flickr seem to be my media recently.
(As taken by WeeE)
Spring has meant better moods. WeeC is older and more active. I'm not maudlin for the passing of baby-hood. I love the Ages of Exploration, even if it means more danger and trouble. She sits on a tall stool at the table. She plays with (butter) knives. She crawled up the stairs alone last week and down them alone this week. She just turned 15 mos old, still only has 7 teeth, wakes up two times a night, and still takes a bottle. Whatever. The important stuff is that she eats pickles and pops balloons without fear. Self-rescuing princess, indeed.
Sophia, the grand dame canine in the house, is falling to pieces. Weight loss, appetite loss, weakness, nerve damage, arthritis, dementia, hair loss, panic attacks... the dog is in decline. She's 12 years old. Sometime in the near future, she will leave us. Hundchen will be here to comfort and console our heartbreak. I haven't had much nice to say about him this last year, with his baby-licking, food-stealing, poop-eating, mom-irritating ways, but he and WeeE have developed an understanding (he tolerates her cuddles and he gets to sleep in her room instead of his crate) that I believe will be very important for them both when Sophia is gone.
We were also stunned to be accepted to a new school. A fantastic new school. A school so close to us, we might be able to hit the building with a sling-shot, or so claims Bill. He's exaggerating but not by much. It's a game-changer for our family. We can move from private to public (a plus), from religious to bi-lingual (a plus), from 2 miles away to half a block away (a plus). We'll be sad to leave our current school, such a sweet school that I've grown to love... but are grateful that we had two deliriously attractive options to choose from.
Not big changes... but it all adds up. Back to work, changing school, losing a dog. Add in how much the Wees change and it's a whole new "normal" every few month.
A whole new normal indeed! And look at that cherubic face -- oh, they're growing up!
Posted by: WhyMommy | May 01, 2010 at 10:33 PM