Check out the shoes. Also her nose looks enormous because there's a patch of sunlight shining directly upon it.
September is living up to its
reputation as a crazy busy month, so I’m really just blogging to tell you that
I don’t have time to blog.It’s a busy
time at work, plus I have a large freelance project due this week which is taking
up most of my spare moments.
On top of that, I think we’re going
to attempt a yard sale this Saturday.The kids had so much fun doing one last yearand have been asking for another one all summer.I would enjoy it too if it meant someone else
compiling all the items, pricing and setting up, baking brownies and making
lemonade, so that I could just sit there and look cute and get all the credit
The children’s extra-curricular activities
are all starting up… Neve’s soccer resumed tonight, Spencer’s fencing begins
Saturday; gymnastics, youth group, hip-hop and possibly theatre classes are not
far behind.I said no to judo (Spencer)
and swimming is being put off until January.I really wanted to take a course myself, but at this point I’m glad I’m
not.Sometimes procrastination works in
my favour.More often than you’d think,
Then there’s school with its endless
amounts of papers to sign, meet the teacher nights, walk-a-thons, and book
orders.School seems to be going well for
everyone here.Neve hasn’t had any
anxiety issues yet.She talks about her
new shoes a lot.Every day when I pick
her up, she talks the whole way home about how she wore them as indoor shoes,
but she kept them on outside too and they didn’t get dirty but her friend said
she had to put on indoor shoes but the bottom was spotless!And look how they sparkle!When you brush the sequins up, the shoes look
black, but when you brush them down, they look grey!And people ask me how I tie them up, because they can't see that there are zippers on the side! And so on. And on.They really are quite something and she gets
a lot of comments on them, much to her joy. Sometimes I freak out about how fast the kids are growing up, so it makes me feel better to buy them something ridiculous that I know they'll love. And that girl loves her sparkles. Who am I kidding - she'll probably still love sparkles when she's 30. I needn't have bought the boots. But then what would we talk about?
Spencer has no complaints about
school, which is a very good sign.He
loves his teacher and always hangs out with two good friends, so all is right
in his world.He’s starting band this
year (trumpet), which he has already decided he hates. I guess that's one complaint he has. It’s going to be a long three years.
Chloe’s learning to navigate her
way to classes and is enjoying her classes.She’s had a lot of homework so far; high school is definitely a whole
new world.She’s still clinging on to
the same friend she knew from before, but I assume she will gradually expand
her friend base as she gets to know kids in her classes. I get to go to her school Thursday night for Meet the Teacher. I'm supposed to follow her Day 1 class schedule to re-enact a day in her life. I hope I make friends.
There.I’ve just spent half an hour telling you how
busy I am.I love doing that, especially
when it means putting off my garage sale preparations.After this, I’m going to create a detailed
spreadsheet and a Prezi to further reiterate my busy-ness.
On a less whiny note (and to further procrastinate), here are a
few pictures of my nieces.Bella and
Lexie stayed with us on the weekend while Jim and Sabrina tried to recover from
a 3-week trip to Portugal
with a 48-hour-delay on the way home.They are adorable (I’m referring to the girls, not Jim & Sabrina,
although they’re pretty cute too) and we had lots of fun with them.Lexie has a shoe fetish and loves bringing
people their shoes, and Bella’s the best at making funny faces.
We played outside for a while;
Lexie tried chasing a rabbit, and Bella and Neve rode scooters, etc.After a while, Bella got hurt when she drove
over her foot with the scooter so we all went in, abandoning the outdoor toys
near the front sidewalk.A while later,
I happened to be looking out the window when I saw some boys (I’d guess 12 or
13 years old) on the sidewalk.One
grabbed the scooter and zipped away, another took our little stop sign, and a
third grabbed the doll stroller and they all ran down the sidewalk.In a rare spurt of quick reflexes, I ran
outside and started yelling at them,“STOP!What do you think you’re doing?Bring that stuff back!”I caught up to the last kid pretty quick; he
was like a very frightened deer in the headlights.I was wearing bad clothes and my hair was wild, so I looked a little crazy. When the boy on the scooter saw I had his friend, he turned around and came
back, and he said very nervously, “It’s giveaway weekend, so we thought these
I had totally forgotten about
that; it was indeed the weekend where you leave unwanted things at the
curb.I felt so bad; I scared the crap
out of those kids!I apologized and they
apologized and I almost hugged them and made them cookies but instead I asked, “And
where’s the stop sign?”The middle boy
sheepishly walked to some bushes and retrieved it from where he had thrown it
when I came running after them like a madwoman. I kind of like the madwoman persona. If I ever move to a new city where I don't know anyone, I'm going to reinvent myself as one. I'll be this wildcard person that everyone will be scared to mess with because they have no idea what I'll do. Anway, in my defence, these toys were on our side of the sidewalk.People aren’t supposed to take things unless
they say “FREE” on them, unless they’re very obviously sitting right beside the
street.And I’m pretty sure these boys wouldn’t
have much use for a doll stroller, so I’m thinking there was some monkey business intended.But I’m pretty sure they’ll steer clear of
Giveaway Weekend from now on.If they
come by our yard sale on Saturday, maybe I’ll sell them that doll stroller.
Oh, and I just discovered that Stephen's doing haiku this month, which never fails to impress me ... go check it out!