Will likes saying a cluster of random sounds and then asking “is THAT in Spanish?”
No. No, honey, it is not. I’d be happy to teach you ACTUAL Spanish…but I guess your way is more fun.
In Ellie news, I had a dream that she just got up and walked across the kitchen, having finally decided that it was dumb to be afraid to walk without help. And then she was just a walker after that. I woke up and this was not true, but in my head the dream was right and I’m still a little surprised that she can’t walk.
I went to a class today on long arm machine quilting, and I tell you this: it is way harder than it looks. And harder on your body. And it’s hard on my body in a lot of the same way that tetris is: like I don’t blink and so my eyes dry out, and I’m grinding my teeth in concentration the whole time. (It’s also legitimately hard on your back, shoulders, and wrists…but I certainly added to it with the teeth clenching and refusal to blink.)
I have been getting a lot of baking books from the library and making copious amounts of brownies, cookies, and candy from them. My jeans now barely fit and I’ve gained 3 pounds. I can’t decide whether to just make more wrap and elastic waist skirts or stop eating the treats. It’s a very difficult decision.
Nic is addicted to the game minecraft. In a very serious way. It’s an obsession now. Last weekend Will said “I see blood in your eyes, Dad”—the result of a week of staying up wayyyyyy past his bedtime. Bloodshot eyeballs.
I got an automatic tea maker that has my tea ready and warm for me when we go downstairs in the morning. I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven.
