Just too busy

I'm sorry, dear readers, for not being more attentive to you lately. I'm not going to give you a long song and dance about my lack of posts recently. Let me just say this - from 6pm Thursday until 7am Monday this past weekend, I did not touch my knitting once. Does that help you understand my world right now?

Life consists of trying to do a decent job at work, trying to maintain a sanitary home, feeding my family, and creating a happy holiday (especially for Heather since she's old enough to "get it").

So I've gone above and beyond my usual holiday preparations in that Heather and I have baked some cookies this year. But in other ways I am just barely getting by (there is clean laundry, but most of it is sitting in baskets getting more wrinkly by the day).

Other than the sleep department, things actually haven't been bad, just busy and tiring. There was a moment last night when I was making dinner, entertaining Heather by making cookie dough and trying to tend to Todd in the high chair that my life felt just a tad ridiculous...but that is really just because R was running a quick errand and his return made things feel semi-normal again. I have high praise for single parents, especially as this extra-busy time of year.

I'm hopeful for a little knitting/picture/blog/ravelry/me time during the holiday break. But that will be determined by how Heather responds to getting a big girl bed for Christmas and if Todd agrees to nap in his crib anytime soon.

I'll ask again this weekend...

For the past few weeks we've started to talk about Christmas with Heather. The tree is up (no ornaments yet) and we've mentioned Santa a few times. Each time his name comes up, Heather tells us that she doesn't want to sit on his lap. Um, ok. I have trouble believing that she remembers doing so last year (we have the obligatory crying on santa's lap picture), but we certainly aren't going to force her. The current plan is to go visit this weekend, but we have no illusion that she'll talk to him. Fine.

So last night at dinner I asked her what she would like Santa to get her for Christmas.

Her response (while shoveling macaroni and cheese into her mouth) was "Mac'n Cheese".

I asked her what Santa should bring Todd.

"Mac'nCheese because he'll be able to eat it when he gets bigger".

I guess we could have saved ourselves a lot of money on presents if we would have asked sooner...

Tidbits

For those who are concerned, we basically seem to be healthy again. There are still some nose wipes and limited coughs, but no worse than before we were hit with this plague. The worrisome thing is that we're still busy and not getting enough sleep, so it feels like we could be hit again at any time. Trying to get as much sleep as we can and wash our hands a lot...

I'm up because Todd wouldn't let me put him down all evening, no matter how passed out he appeared to be in my arms, and I had a few things I had to finish once R took him off my hands. I felt the edge of his first tooth and gave him some tylenol...so hopefully this clingy phase has an explanation and will be over soon.

And, in the embarrassing column, R and I might have to come up with something more encoded than just spelling. No, Heather hasn't learned to spell the words we spell to each other, but she's becoming better at repeating the spellings. R spelled a more adult word at dinner and she spelled it right back even though she didn't know what she was spelling. It's a good thing I didn't have anything in my mouth at that moment, because I couldn't stop laughing for about five minutes.

Hee.