Last Thursday David and I met with a buyers agent and discussed houses and money and land and on the side we talked about rescue dogs, and chickens and cats that chose you, and about mini coopers.
David met me up in Frederick and we went out to eat at a delicious Thai place called Sumittra . It was very romantic and nerve wracking.Feel free to bombard us with good advice about buying a house.
I realized that what I want in a house is that sense of safety and freedom and belonging that I used to have in my grandparents place in West Virginia. I want this so much that I was even looking in West Virginia to find it. I have been thinking a lot about my grandparents and about what my aspirations are in relation to them. Sometimes I think that I want nothing more than to be impressive to them (mostly because I find them impressive) and sometimes especially recently I feel like I want to be them. Well not actually be them but more to be myself as they would be. I want to have the confidence that they project and to have the competence that I find in them. I evaluate so many things in my life through the filter of the people in my head.
Would the dad in my head think my jokes were stupid, would the best friend in my head like this outfit, would the grandparents in my head approve of how I am raising my children. So now that I am house hunting I am torn between wanting to impress and wanting to be.
This is fairly useful.
We all have something to live up to and I think that if I could live up to the grandparents in my head I would be doing something truly worthwhile.
On Friday morning it snowed and I gave a ride in to work to my friend Eric. He asked if I would be in on Friday and I said yes only to later discover that no, in fact I would not be. The roads were horrid and I was worried that he would scare the kids because he is big and blustery and a stranger. I thought about warning them but then decided that I didn't want to poison the meeting by making them worry. Boy was I wrong. He charmed their socks off.(Kiernan even told me how happy he was that we had given Eric a ride!) He dose an unimpeachable Grover and he told Kiernan to make sure to have juice and cookies for breakfast. As you can see Kiernan demanded nothing less!
Once we got to Frederick we had an empty mall 'play area' to ourselves to work off the juice and cookie breakfast. The kids were so happy to get out of the house and saw the whole thing as a great adventure. I got to feel like I hadn't gone back on my word which made me happier than both of them.
note: She is not falling in this picture she is running
Later Friday in pursuit of the perfect sledding hill we went to see Grandma and Grandpa Scearce. They got much less snow than we did so that was a wash, but the kids were sopleased to be in good company again and we got to plant some tomato seeds with Grandma. (You hear that Spring!). Kiernan has a green thumb and Megan loves dirt so all was well.
On Saturday we went to church and Kiernan tried out his new class. It became obvious that he would love it and that we have some things to work on. He raised his hand and volunteered for everything whether he had any idea of how to do it or not. So we must work on what hand raising is for and on how to do basic things like follow the leader and coloring. Still the teachers were great and he told me how glad he was that he had a 4 yr. old class now.
Sunday was the Super Bowl. Convinced that any team wearing red was the Redskins Kiernan excitedly cheered on the 49's and gobbled up 7 layer dip.
Monday was his annual check-up. This time there were 2 shots (not even a flinch!) an eye exam (20/30) a hearing exam (very sensitive ears) and a general check up (snotty but developmentally on target).
As for our Megs...this week is better than last. She had 3 or 4 fainting/passing out things last week, one quite scary. She is getting new teeth and so stuffy she cant lay flat and so young she cant take anything for it.
She is demanding and opinionated and hilarious. She has crazy good eye hand coordination and has been having a ball with stacking rings and she is a climber...boy is she a climber.
She loves my green curry soup and any bagel nearby and she loves us all tremendously. She follows Kiernan around with adoring little sister eyes, she rushes David when he gets home from work screaming "Daddy Daddy Daddy" and every morning she wakes up calling "mommy" and gives me big hugs.
I am very lucky!
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