sueeeus

It’s almost unthinkable.  I am home.  Alone.  Alone!  This is such a rarity, and there are so many things I want to do with this time.  I thought it would be an excellent opportunity to clean the carpets, what with no little feet trampling around this way and that.  But I’m also exhausted, since a certain young man decided to wake up at 3:30 this morning, and didn’t let  his poor mother get back to sleep until 5:30, after which it was nearly pointless since the official wakeup time is 6, followed by the normal flurry of bathing, dressing, packing diaper bag and lunch boxes, flying out the door, working a full day, wrestling with rush hour traffic, unloading the gear from the van, finding something suitable for the love bug to eat, hugs and a little teeny bit of play time, all which brings us to 6 p.m.  (At which time Mr. Gadget whisks my little blondie off to the ball game with the guys, having acquired free tickets from some benevelont soul today.)

Me time!  But of course, I find my way to the computer.  And I stealthily peruse as many blogs as I can before I surrender to the couch.  If only I weren’t so tired.  There are so many ways I would love to spend this evening.  But a nap is a very good thing, and a treat indeed.  I am giddy, even, that Mr. Gadget offered to take my sweet munchkin to the game.  Of course, he knew he would be walking on very thin ice if he even suggested a guys night out without offering to take the wee one, what with the delineation of tasks, chores, and responsibilities around here…  Even so, I am very thankful.  Grateful!

There has been much ado around here lately, and I’ve been meaning (and wanting) to write, but I find that the thoughts are slipping as the days go by. If nothing else, I can make a fragmented list, and perhaps one day I can go back and explore things in further detail. Or not.

• a month of stepchildren, nieces, nephews, siblings, in-laws, parents
• elevated blood pressure
• camping at the ocean
• a road trip to God’s country
• a boat ride on a beautiful lake
• lake swimming
• heat stroke (not me, but dear Lord, how fragile and precious life is, I must always remember)
• a puppet show
• a theme park
• a new deck
• The Salon, a three day role playing game, taken very seriously
• Cafe Sueeeus
• trials and tribulations with opc (other people’s children)
• Sueeeus, the Wicked Stepmother
• tearful goodbyes
• thank God it’s just us (did I say that out loud )
• blood pressure back to normal
• a new bike
• a new baby bike seat
• yearning for fresh air, better health, and a more simple life
• and so much more…

• A certain somebody is nearly 19 months old, which marks the transition from the infant daycare price to the toddler rate.
• Has his mother filled his baby book with any of the important milestones along the way   Sadly, no.  She is remiss.
• Because his vocabulary is significantly less than the dozen words that ‘typical’ toddlers have mastered by this age, his pediatrician suggests he see a speech therapist.  His mother is not convinced.
• It’s not that she has anything against seeing a speech therapist.  It’s just that she has observed that her child is cautious in nature (at times, and in general).  His hearing and comprehension are excellent.  He babbles with exuberance.  He hesitates when asked to repeat words, but his expression shows that he is thinking about it.
• It doesn’t help that the new insurance plan, under which referrals are no longer necessary, doesn’t appear to have any speech therapists on the approved provider list.