I'm so cold! I would never let the house get down to this temperature during the actual winter, but I stubbornly refuse to turn on the heat after I have declared it "off for the warm season".
So much to say. I'm not sure where to start.
Grant and Abbie are fine. Grant has reverted back to whiny "baby fits" to see if it will get him his way. So far, it hasn't. We had a few of those over the weekend, and several yesterday. Abbie has gained a lot of weight, which makes me think her body is preparing for a massive growth spurt. Those are easier to deal with in the summer, though, when the length of pants is immaterial. Get it? Immaterial? HA! (Sorry.)
She has also decided to be a singer. It's sort of a long story. But you like long stories, right? I have a copy of the first Celtic Woman DVD. It opens with Chloe Agnew singing "Walking in the Air". The moment I heard it, I knew it was familiar. I couldn't remember where I'd heard it on my own, so I looked it up. It is included in an animated film short about a boy and a snowman. Did you happen to see it? After I found out what it was, I looked it up on Youtube and showed Grant and Abbie the part of the film that included the song. They liked it. Then I explained that the singer was not Chloe, but a little German boy. We even found a clip of the same boy singing a different song. That began our finding lots of children singing songs on Youtube. Abbie was particularly interested. Her favorite song is "Tomorrow" from Annie. I don't think she wants to be a singer when she grows up, just when she's a little girl. It's very cute.
Except...
Since I used to sing, I am worried that people will secretly think that the idea was mine, and that I'm living my dreams through my children. I'm sure you've heard of people doing that. Mostly I just want to sing with my kids. At home. While we're dusting or something. But if she turned out to be any good, it might be a fun thing, for a while, to sing for people. Well, maybe. I'm not sure I've decided. But that's okay. I'm not sure how dedicated she is. Josh has already called for a vocal coach, as King Cole would for his pipe and bowl and fiddlers.
Speaking of Josh, he has been working nights for the Coca-cola people. 12 hour night shifts. But with no guarantee of future work. So, yesterday he agreed to accept a job at Lowes in Wentzville. It is hardly any money at all, of course. But considering that St. Louis has been named the second worst city to find work in, and considering that it is regular work, we'll take it.
As for me, the lady with the two children rescheduled for Friday, so I haven't watched them yet. 10 bucks is not going to do a whole lot for contribution to the household funds. I'm hoping to hear from other parents in need, but I'm not sure if it will happen.
My mom dropped in on me yesterday with a half hour's notice. It was fun to see her, but now I'm exhausted, and I'm wondering if that's why. Oh. Never mind. Last night was the reason. The kids didn't sleep well, and so I spent an hour in Abbie's room, a few minutes with Grant, and then later he came to sleep in my bed and kick me for the remainder of the night. Josh was so tired when he came home that he didn't move Grant, he just went and slept in the empty bed.
Tonight it taiko. How is it that they always know when I need to be rested, and then prevent me from being so? It's like a plot. I am expecting lots of very strength intensive drills, too.
Brother should be here on Saturday afternoon! I'm excited. I wonder what fun things we can do. Zoo? Botanical Gardens? Movie with just grown-ups? Whee!
Well, my children have been asking for food since they finished breakfast. That is usual for them. They are always hungry.
Have a wonderful, beautiful day!
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