Over the weekend Becca attended her first pre-Ballet class. As always she had her head in the clouds, prancing about barely listening to the teacher at all. However, these classes are not intended for hard core discipline, or commitment to the craft. Instead I just want her to have fun with some children her age. She already has a “best” friend in the class and absolutely LOVED dressing for the occasion.

She is such an unfocused child, never really committing to anything to an extreme. Never was she obsessed with a character, at times she will want to watch the same movie over & over again, however that is usually short lived. I witness other children insisting on certain clothes, shows, toys, whereas Becca not so much. She reminds me of the way Belle is portrayed in Beauty and the Beast, nose always in a book or head swimming with stories and fantasy. I am never sure when I should bring her down to reality or if I should ever. I want her to be creative, free to explore, yet want her to know the difference between the two.

Ethan has really been suffering with this cold and teething. He is not sleeping well (which means no one is sleeping well), he is perpetually cranky and in need of attention and distraction. He is an exhausting little being to be around. I was so thankful that J recognized all of this and stayed home to help me (aka parent while I slept most of the day). I am so grateful he is so in tune to his family.

We have a busy week, then we are preparing for a two visit from Grandpa!!!!! I had hoped to have sewn Becca’s costume for Halloween before my Dad arrived, however that is looking to be less likely every minute that ticks by.

We weathered our Hurricane Kyle. It was blustery and rainy last night, then just as J was taking Becca back to bed after a potty trip …. poof … we lost power. Becca was completely spooked and spent the rest of the night hogging the covers with me, while J slept on the couch! The power returned early in the morning, and everyone slept past due!

How was your weekend?

ugh. All of us.

Sick. Nasty cold.

I spent the day in bed. Sleeping until one cried out, then kinda assisting in parenting.

My daughter cannot breath through her nose.

The boy is hot and miserable (and teething).

The husband is sick. Did not even make it to work today (in part for me, he is my hero)

I catch you later, I am heading back to bed as soon as I get my booger-fiends to bed.

Big plans for the weekend that doesn’t include snuggling a kleenex box?

Have fun with more Wordless Wednesday.

What a wonderful weekend. Seriously. Now that the stress of finding our dream home is over we totally had a relaxing weekend. I was not well most of the weekend and yet it was still great.

Saturday I was suppose to attend a photography class at the university, but at the last minute I bailed. It felt right to be with my family that day, rather than in a classroom. I thought for a moment I might regret it, as I was looking forward to attending it so much, but I really have no regrets. There will be other classes that will have better timing for me.

Instead we explored the Public Gardens, it was early and the gardens were still. It was wonderful watching the children run, laugh, while I walked beside my sweet husband. Afterward we daydreamed at Rona about all the house possibilities. After a yummy lunch we cruised out to the valley and went apple picking.

Seriously, these apples are the very best apples I have ever eaten! Becca was totally into the process of picking apples, taking care to pick the right ones (aka the ones that worms did not find first!). Ethan was perturbed that the grass was almost as tall as he was, but enjoyed munching down on an apple while his Dad and Sister did all the work (I of course was photo-journalling the entire moment and therefore not picking apples hehe).

Yesterday was a strange day for me. LOOK OUT there may be too much information, feel free to skip ahead. After a week of an odd menstrual period, I started bleeding again, and with furry. I was hit with wretched cramps and was not at all well. After passing a lot of blood and big clots, I felt better, lighter and whole again. It was very very strange. It could be off kilter still from not having a period for two years or we were pregnant for a glimmer of time and my body was so not down with that. Either way I am happy that it is tapering off and my hormones are regulating. A two week period is so not my thing, so I am bitter yet relieved.

While I bitterly made it through my day, my FABULOUS husband BAKED APPLE PIE and made HOME MADE PIZZA. He is my hero. Really truly he saved the day! Becca was his little assistant upon arriving home form Sunday school, I napped or was curled up in the fetal position while they worked. The apple pie was amazing, perfect really! The pizza was yummy and I felt so warm and cozy knowing they were happy.

Now we are diligently eating our way through 20 lbs of apples (in hopes we can go apple picking again before the season is over!). I am recovering, the children are suffering with snotty noses and coughs, J is back to work and Autumn has arrived.

How was your weekend?

The house is ours! I think … We had until yesterday to ensure all our conditions were met (house inspection, insurance & mortgage). So it should be a done deal. So why am I all not so confident? Well on MLS the house is still listed, there is no Sold! sign yet and things were weird yesterday. There was no firm .. w00t you know? So as I suffer (along with Becca) with a cold, I am a little in a fog, wondering if it is all real.

Did we really just buy a house?

I think so.

J seems to be feeling it too. We talked till late into the night last night about furniture placement, daydreamed together about all the wonderful things there, all the things that will come there.

I wish it felt more real. December 1, seems so far away. There is so much between now and then. A lot of really fun cool stuff really. My Dad is coming for a visit, Halloween, our wedding anniversary and then the big move.

I hope it is just the cold talking … I have special plans this weekend that a cold would not be welcome … ugh.

What are your plans for the weekend?