the sleppys

I’m really behind… on the laundry. It’s getting washed but not rinsed. It’s getting dried but not folded. I have two or three or seven loads (if you count the diapers) that are in different stages of being laundered. I’m really behind on the sewing and the straightening up after myself and the straightening up after the children. Their room is a bear pit… because I’m an expert on bear pits. Speaking of pits…

Kyle is constantly singing “Come Join Us.” He puts his fist to his mouth, pretends to hold a microphone, points to his crowd, and sings the song pretty clearly considering that I can’t keep up with the lyrics and that he speaks like a four year old. I’m just waiting for him to throw himself into the mosh pit that isn’t there.

The three older children and I made signs to hang from the doorknob. We made only one, “Shhh… Baby sleeping” on one side and “Boys Only” on the other. Lambs, trains, prams, and button stickers decorate the baby side. Helms, swords, flags, and shield stickers decorate the boys’ side. We hung the sign on the doorknob to warn perspective intruders from interrupting the babies’ sleep.

Kendall pulled herself up to standing on Thursday. Her feet were more than shoulder width apart. She was in the playpen, wanting to get attention.  As with our older children, we let her get frustrated and angry enough to push herself upward. She did it again on Friday in her crib, but she wasn’t nearly as angry as the first time. And all day on Sunday, she was crawling up to my pants leg and pulling herself to standing. Talon pulled herself up yesterday, Monday. A baby seem so big, so mature, so strong… until she stands! Then we realize that they are awfully short and weak and mostly helpless.

We started feeding them carrots a few weeks ago. It keeps them happy for about an hour after they wake up. Kendall seems to enjoy it more than Talon does. They started on rice cereal once a day on Saturday. Yes, they are a little old at starting solids (7 months), but their development can handle new gut flora now. We’ll wait a few more weeks before introducing another food. Rice and carrots are a good, safe start. Maybe peas, too.
It’s a shame that the Daytona 500 race got cut short. I’d rather see the trophy’s being won on a Monday night than seeing the race’s being called because of rain. We’ve seen races that were red flagged for hours before they continued.

This one has to do with work: I go to students’ homes to teach music. The second worst part about my work is the traffic. The very worst part about my work is getting through the guard gate of the closed-in communities. I have only one student who lives in a gated community. Sometimes, I have more than three. Sometimes, it’s a 20 minute line. I understand why people want to live in gated communities. I don’t approve of it; I think it’s a step backward… or several steps backward. We lived in gated communities when we founded Jamestown. Just a thought.

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