Long run

Oh man. We are getting over a long run of illness. Unity missed almost a week of school. She read all the books and watched all the movies and played all of the games and made construction paper creations and then we just ran out of things to do. It's lucky her fever finally broke. The rest of us are just washing our hands and taking our Vitamin C and hoping for the best. 

It's been super pretty out though, and we've had some good chalk drawing sessions, and hanging out outside. There were also a few (rare) thunderstorms. One night I was at a friend's house that overlooks Lake Washington and we got to see the lightening flaring over the lake. Amazing. 

a little sick

Brixton had a little bug so he spent the day at home. I facilitated the last of my new parent groups this week so Chris had the morning shift (and most of the vomit) and I got to have the afternoon. Staying in the house all day is not my favorite thing but once in a while it's ok. Especially when he was feeling better and we got to play games and he assigned me math problems. 

Sick Days...

One of the most challenging times as a parent comes when you are sick and your kids are fine. It's hard to keep them entertained and taken care of when you are still in your pajamas and not up for much of anything.

This week is deemed "mid-winter break" which is a new concept that assumes families would rather have a week off in February than get out of school earlier in June. I disagree. 

So, our break has been pretty low key so far since Chris and I are both dealing with a nasty cold. The kids watched this classic movie that I loved as a child and then made popcicle stick puppets of their favorite characters. We read magazines and books, and explored the backyard multiple times. 

Today is day 3 of this and I'm hopeful that we are starting to move past it and on to other things. 

The wheels on the bus are falling off...

Already? Well yes, a little. 

We are sick today, some more than others. Unity has a fever but feels fine and has energy to spare.Of course.  Brixton and I are coughing all over the place and Chris is backing away slowly and aiming the hand sanitizer at us.  

 So we are doing the right thing and staying home with our germs but you know, it's going to be one of those days. 

a little Lego project

So Unity had the day off from school today. I was feeling a little under the weather, so Chris took her to work with him which she always loves. She reads and draws while he does his thing. After eating in the cafeteria where she got to eat a burrito AND chips AND french fries, they came home and started a Lego project. 

I have a confession. I'm not much of a Lego person. I mean, it makes sense to me in theory but it's not my favorite way to play. My games as a kid were more about using my dolls as props to act out the stories in my head. It wasn't so much about following a blueprint to build a boat. But then there's Chris, who spent his childhood taking apart appliances with a screw driver. So the SAT analogy would be:

Playing Legos is to Chris what reading Sideways Stories From Wayside School is to Polly.

Reliving the best parts of childhood.

So Chris decided to do a Lego project with Unity this afternoon. They went to our local coffee shop where everyone knows our names. Or at least our kids names. They took photos of the coffee shop and then replicated it in Lego form. 

Unity tells me they're not finished, they still need to do the upstairs with the little tables and put more people in, but pretty good so far, don't you think?

Sick as a....

             Still dealing with a massive cold here. Sigh. I've realized there are two kinds of sick people- the kind who wanted to be petted and fussed over (dogs) and the kind who just want to crawl away and be miserable alone (cats). Doesn't matter what kind you are, if you are a parent you never really get either luxury.

I'm just hoping it doesn't sweep through the rest of the fam.

on the upswing

So we have spent the past week recovering from a fun little ditty called Hand, Foot and Mouth disease.  It's actually pretty mild and it sounds like almost all kids in preschool get it at some point so I guess it's good we're getting it out of the way.

But Brixton and I have been in the house all of last week, keeping his germs to ourselves. And that has a way of making a parent a little insane. Brixton can very confidently tell you that there are a lot of different kinds of familys, and  show which is his left foot and which is his right, and do the little Pookie dance  because those are the three books he's wanted to read all week long. By Friday I was almost delirious. But, his scabs are leaving and we are just about ready to reenter the world. Hallelujah!