What a looooooong day
Aug. 22nd, 2005 01:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
altarflameToday I let Grant sleep in, and got up with the kids. They were all in our room - Isaac in the co-sleeper, A and A on the floor on top of sleeping bags and under blankets, G and I in bed - because we're in the process of getting their bunk beds ready. As of last night, they were *mostly* assembled in their rooms, but still needing extra support panels and mattresses and fabric.
It felt SO GOOD, btw, to have everyone sleeping in the same room. The little voice in the back of my head that is always nagging that someone could come in my kids' bedroom window or a fire could start and block my way to them or who knows what, was just silent. I love it. Grant felt the same. But...there REALLY isn't room :/ We joked about putting wall to wall mattresses on the floor and making that room ONLY to sleep, and making their room a play room.
Anyway, they are in LOVE with these bunk beds. I'm kind of depressed about how humongous they are - like, are my kids really that big? And man did their bedroom shrink or what? It seems like there should be a middle step between toddler beds and full blown single sized beds. We did some really cool stuff with the fabric dealy - for anyone who missed this detail, their beds each have light foam padding covered in fabric at the headboard and footboard, and we ripped off the nasty Barbie fabric they came with. Aaron found a pseudo-Spiderman flannel he loves, it's red background with yellow webs and blue spiders all over, but it was harder to find something for Annie. She doesn't have some character she's obsessed with or some print that just says "her". So Grant came up with the idea to just cut up a big white backdrop he uses to take pictures, and let her paint it. So she and I spent a looooooooooong time today painting mermaids and butterflies and swirls all over this fabric. I love the way it looks, I think I might take some pictures. She's such a little psycho - you should hear her saying "This one is going to be a cyclops giraffe alien mermaid" and proceeding to paint a very long necked, one-eyed thing with legs and fins, that has an extra hand sprouting from the end of one finger. And laughing her head off. Not to mention crawling all over the floor helping me straighten the marked sheet for cutting, and pausing here and there to say menacingly "You're in trouble now, I'm the ant-eater!" and popping an ant in her mouth. She's in luck, we have some sort of summer infestation and the kitchen is impossible to keep clear of them. She's always finding a stray one on the counter, it seems o_O
Ananda, Isaac and I made a big breakfast of whole wheat oatmeal banana pancakes, veggie laden garlicky scrambled eggs, and diced pineapple, and then went and woke up Grant and Aaron to come and eat with us, first thing. We ate all of that and then I cleaned the kitchen, and then we had a recorder lesson, before the bed bonanza started. Grant was sweaty as heck and covered in saw dust half the day, from cutting 2x4s and particle board down to size. His thumbs are also hurting from tacking fabric, and I think he's been to Home Depot like 5 times in the past few days. It is an adventure to attempt major art projects and carpentry with a toddler running around. I think he only managed to break one lampshade (lamp was on the floor due to furniture being moved around) and make more clutter-style mess than normal. Well...he also made me raise my voice more often than normal, but HE still had a great day. And redeemed himself admirably when my mother called this evening and he eagerly talked with her, said "Grandma!" over and over to her, and hugged me while nursing through my whole conversation.
I was so tired by this evening that I just wanted to curl up and surrendur consciousness way before bedtime routines. Like, Robby said "Isaac is taking the lamp with the bare hot lightbulb and putting it on the fabric on Aaron's bed and just leaving it there!" and my response was to say "Annie and Aaron, get out a truck that makes noises and distract the baby". o_O
But we got them all down and only a little later than normal, and I managed to get out the dang old email I wanted to stab and write the story for the paper for my mother in law. It turned out to be super easy, took me like 10 minutes, and she's thrilled with it and insisting on paying me tomorrow for it. So hey :) Hopefully I can replace the lampshade with the money, as I HATE the overhead lighting in the kids' room. BTW, I can tell I'm on a slippery slope to being an internet loser because I was constantly wanting to insert smileys into the ad text for clarity and tone, as I wrote.
The last thing I did was groan and slouch my way through cooking late night stuff for G and I while he tried to catch up on all the work he hasn't touched this weekend, in the office. Then we sat on the couch and watched tv, revelling in wonderful seasoned, sauteed chicken, and awesome eggplant parmesean with homemade tomato sauce. Nothing says loving like being willing to go and pick basil out of the backyard at 11 pm, for your woman. Or maybe it says hunger? In any case the Andy Milinakis show is really...something. I have no idea what, but I do know it's ironic as all get out that they show public service announcements of Maya Angelou urging you to select your cable television programs carefully while it's on.
It felt SO GOOD, btw, to have everyone sleeping in the same room. The little voice in the back of my head that is always nagging that someone could come in my kids' bedroom window or a fire could start and block my way to them or who knows what, was just silent. I love it. Grant felt the same. But...there REALLY isn't room :/ We joked about putting wall to wall mattresses on the floor and making that room ONLY to sleep, and making their room a play room.
Anyway, they are in LOVE with these bunk beds. I'm kind of depressed about how humongous they are - like, are my kids really that big? And man did their bedroom shrink or what? It seems like there should be a middle step between toddler beds and full blown single sized beds. We did some really cool stuff with the fabric dealy - for anyone who missed this detail, their beds each have light foam padding covered in fabric at the headboard and footboard, and we ripped off the nasty Barbie fabric they came with. Aaron found a pseudo-Spiderman flannel he loves, it's red background with yellow webs and blue spiders all over, but it was harder to find something for Annie. She doesn't have some character she's obsessed with or some print that just says "her". So Grant came up with the idea to just cut up a big white backdrop he uses to take pictures, and let her paint it. So she and I spent a looooooooooong time today painting mermaids and butterflies and swirls all over this fabric. I love the way it looks, I think I might take some pictures. She's such a little psycho - you should hear her saying "This one is going to be a cyclops giraffe alien mermaid" and proceeding to paint a very long necked, one-eyed thing with legs and fins, that has an extra hand sprouting from the end of one finger. And laughing her head off. Not to mention crawling all over the floor helping me straighten the marked sheet for cutting, and pausing here and there to say menacingly "You're in trouble now, I'm the ant-eater!" and popping an ant in her mouth. She's in luck, we have some sort of summer infestation and the kitchen is impossible to keep clear of them. She's always finding a stray one on the counter, it seems o_O
Ananda, Isaac and I made a big breakfast of whole wheat oatmeal banana pancakes, veggie laden garlicky scrambled eggs, and diced pineapple, and then went and woke up Grant and Aaron to come and eat with us, first thing. We ate all of that and then I cleaned the kitchen, and then we had a recorder lesson, before the bed bonanza started. Grant was sweaty as heck and covered in saw dust half the day, from cutting 2x4s and particle board down to size. His thumbs are also hurting from tacking fabric, and I think he's been to Home Depot like 5 times in the past few days. It is an adventure to attempt major art projects and carpentry with a toddler running around. I think he only managed to break one lampshade (lamp was on the floor due to furniture being moved around) and make more clutter-style mess than normal. Well...he also made me raise my voice more often than normal, but HE still had a great day. And redeemed himself admirably when my mother called this evening and he eagerly talked with her, said "Grandma!" over and over to her, and hugged me while nursing through my whole conversation.
I was so tired by this evening that I just wanted to curl up and surrendur consciousness way before bedtime routines. Like, Robby said "Isaac is taking the lamp with the bare hot lightbulb and putting it on the fabric on Aaron's bed and just leaving it there!" and my response was to say "Annie and Aaron, get out a truck that makes noises and distract the baby". o_O
But we got them all down and only a little later than normal, and I managed to get out the dang old email I wanted to stab and write the story for the paper for my mother in law. It turned out to be super easy, took me like 10 minutes, and she's thrilled with it and insisting on paying me tomorrow for it. So hey :) Hopefully I can replace the lampshade with the money, as I HATE the overhead lighting in the kids' room. BTW, I can tell I'm on a slippery slope to being an internet loser because I was constantly wanting to insert smileys into the ad text for clarity and tone, as I wrote.
The last thing I did was groan and slouch my way through cooking late night stuff for G and I while he tried to catch up on all the work he hasn't touched this weekend, in the office. Then we sat on the couch and watched tv, revelling in wonderful seasoned, sauteed chicken, and awesome eggplant parmesean with homemade tomato sauce. Nothing says loving like being willing to go and pick basil out of the backyard at 11 pm, for your woman. Or maybe it says hunger? In any case the Andy Milinakis show is really...something. I have no idea what, but I do know it's ironic as all get out that they show public service announcements of Maya Angelou urging you to select your cable television programs carefully while it's on.
