Looky-loo, it's Friday. That means a linkup with Jennifer is in order.
1. Josiah fell down the stairs yesterday. All the way, top to bottom, @ss over teacups. One minute I could see his head peering through the bannister at the top of the stairs leading to the basement, the next minute I saw it pitch forward, followed by a series of thumps and cries of distress. It was heart-stoppingly awful. I set Naomi down unceremoniously in the middle of the floor and tore down the stairs, where Josiah was already picking himself up. I did that parent thing, where I felt all over his body for broken bones. Then I alternated between clutching him tightly and scolding him for not being careful. All the while, shaking like a leaf. Obviously, he was ok. But I did spend the rest of the day watching for signs of concussion, and reliving that horrible sound in my mind again and again.
Parenting will be the death of me, will it not?
2. So, house-hunting is super fun. And an emotional roller coaster. It doesn't help that Jim and I are both easily pleased individuals, and so we fall in love with half the houses we look at. We've been out three times to look at houses and condos, and I can tell this is very likely going to be tricky. We are in this sweet spot of needing a house that is big enough for a growing family, close-ish to Jim's work (which is in an upper-middle class area), with a good school district, that doesn't require much updating (since we aren't handy), all on a really low budget. And by sweet spot, I mean impossible to find spot. Obviously we are going to have to compromise, because everything is either just out of our price range, or else too small, or else in a bad neighborhood, or else a fixer-upper. We are thinking about homeschooling, but want to live in a good school district just in case homeschooling doesn't work out. But buying a house in a good school district will pretty much rule out homeschooling, since I will have to get a job in order to afford the house in the good school district! Anyway, I am glad we aren't in a hurry (apart from the strong desire to move!) because it might take a very long time for the right thing to come along.
3. Dear me, only two takes done and I am already grasping for material. Um, um, um.
4. So, even though I know I shouldn't compare my parenting to what other moms do, and that I have to do things in a way that works for me and my kids, blah blah blah - I am feeling woefully behind in the potty-training and pacifier-weaning departments. Josiah turns three next month, and I have begun neither endeavor with any earnestness. And to be honest, I don't plan to because we are taking a road trip to visit my dad in Buffalo at the end of September, and I would rather have the diapers and binkies to help make the trip easier. Is that so wrong? Someone tell me that having a three year old still in diapers who sleeps with a binky isn't a recipe for long term damage through infantilizing. Please.
5. According to this article, the outdoor temperature at which personal happiness is maximized is 57°F. (I went ahead did the conversion from Celcius for all of us Americans.) I personally feel very vindicated in my dislike of all temperatures over 70°F. My husband calls me crazy when I complain that it's too hot. Now I can tell him that my happiness is being measurably and objectively compromised with every increasing degree. Because science.
6. Oh yes, I have been meaning to mention this again - last time I asked my loveliest readers (that means you)(unless you are a guy, in which case you are my awesomest reader) to "like" A Chase After Wind on Facebook, I didn't realize that I hadn't actually published the FB page yet. So maybe some of you tried to click over and got stymied. Don't you love the word stymie? Anyway, the FB page is now up and running and legit, if you feel like showing your love and support or at least general tolerance for this here blerg. I'd be ever so grateful.
7. Finishing up these QTs the cheater's way - with Insta pics. So sue me.
Happy weekend! xoxo