Spring break, week 2

Apparently I'm not so good at reading Pookie's notes from school.  Otherwise I probably wouldn't have been so surprised to be faced with not one, but TWO weeks of spring break!  Seriously, I didn't figure it out until almost the last minute and then was a little panicked at the idea of having them home that long.  I'm sure I'm going to fall apart in the summer!

The first week was good because Hubby's mom came from Ontario for the week.  So fun for all, plus a whole lot of spoiling for all of us.  But now we are in week 2 and it is still rainy.  So, thankfully a friend from Pookie's school called for a play date and Bear is happily playing on the computer with a preschool program.  This morning I got some "school" books for the girls to practise their numbers and letters.  And because I'm feeling guilty about the 3 days and 2 nights away that I have this week due to work, I'm sure I'll feel like taking them out somewhere fun tomorrow since its Hubby long day. (Wow, could that sentence have been any longer???)

My Queendom for some earplugs!!!!

My children are loud. I blame my Hubby's gene pool for this fact. They squeal, yell, laugh and talk all at a volume louder than I consider reasonable. This was highlighted today during a visit from G and his parents. G and Pookie were supposed to be born right around the same day in the summer of 2003. G appeared nearly a month early, surprising both his parents and the other 2 couples that were expecting at the same time. Hubby set up Pookie's crib 2 days after G's arrival just in case.

The girls joyfully greeted G and rushed him around the house since it was G's first visit since we moved out of the city. The poor guy didn't know what hit him. I don't know if he got 2 words in the whole visit. G's parents were a bit surprised too, especially at how loud Bear is. It would be interesting to hear what G thought on the ride home!

The other issue is that the girls talk from the moment their feet hit the floor in the morning till about an 1 hour after I put them to bed. One article I read states that women talk 3 times the amount of men..about 20 thousand words per day. I don't. Probably not even close. Hubby uses all his words, then some of mine. I get a bit tired of all these words since I figure about half of the time it is bickering. (a whole other post) Combine the loudness and all the words and it is amazing what this house is like sometimes! Every once in a while I call a word time out so that we hear some silence.

But the reality is that I wouldn't change it for the world...although sometimes I wouldn't mind a volume control button.

A pretty perfect day

Yesterday was one of those days that was just about perfect. It actually started the night before with girls night with some girlfriends, dry ribs and key lime pie. I was home in the wee hours of the morning. Of course the girls woke up super early, but happily headed downstairs to watch TV. Then Hubby got up and got them breakfast, allowing me to sleep a bit longer. Bear had preschool, Pookie had a play date and Hubby and I got some quality time and coffee together. With our new jobs and schedule, we don't see each other very often, so this was quite nice!
Hubby headed off to work, I picked up Bear and Pookie and had lunch. Then Pookie was off to school and Bear and I headed out shoe shopping. Bear has been mentioning that her toes hurt and sure enough, she had grown a shoe size in 4 months. Luckily there was a sale at the local shop, so 2 pairs were $30 and she was very happy with her new pink and brown runners and shiny 'dance' shoes.
We picked up Pookie from school and had snack, then they went out and played with the neighbour kids for a bit. Then off to friends' house for playtime and dinner. This is a friend from high school who first brought me to church. We have both lived away from our little village for the past 12 years, but now have both moved back to raise our kids. She has 4, with 1 coming in 2 weeks...and she was the one making us dinner! Any way, it was fun to watch our kids together. Her little boy quietly asked his mom if I had any little boys at my house and if he could come play. Tracy gently told him that I only had the girls and he was not that excited by that news. I told him that I needed a little boy to play with sometimes and had a great time racing cars with him. (I threw in a bit of tickle wrestling too, which was pretty fun for both of us)

We left at bed time and came home and headed straight for pj and teeth brushing. The girls were in bed by 8pm and asleep soon after. I got my gear ready for work, waited for Hubby to get home at 9 and we both headed to bed soon after.

Nothing too exciting, but the day just flowed. And sometimes that is the best kind of day!