I’m playing with fire right now. It’s the time in the napping hour when M could wake at any moment, and this post will be tiny. Or he could sleep, and I could get a few more posts to be scheduled. I’m hoping for the latter. I have so much to say, and no time to type it.
Activities. Do you put your kids in them? Our kids are what some would call very active. I don’t think so. I like having a schedule, having some busy-ness, and down time too. Jack is in hockey, he is in an open skate time now, and will do a clinic in the summer to keep up on his skills. We did this clinic because mostly, it’s during the week, during the day, so it makes the weekends have more time for pool time. Both kids will play spring soccer, and Luke is in gymnastics now.
This summer, they will both do soccer, vacation bible school, and Jack will do a 4 day football camp, as well as a spanish camp at the end of the summer. However, in the fall, he will play flag football. He’s VERY thrilled about this. So, there it is. Active, yes… Crazy? not really. They each play a sport. They each have VBS, Jack gets 2 clinics extra. I’m defensive about it. Why? I have no clue. We value what team sports, and what group activities can teach.
My dad turned 70 yesterday. He’s the most un-70 year old I know. It makes me feel weird that he’s 70. He’s acting like he’s feeling it, but he’s beyond active. For example, in December of last year he rode this ride. Joe and I won’t even ride it. 60 MPH folks. He said he’d have rode it again if there had been time. He goes to Sturgis, travels a ton, and plays hockey with the kids. Yet, I know that 70 isn’t 50, and it makes my heart hurt to know that our parents are now well into their grandparent years. I know what’s ahead, and it scares the hell out of me.
Finally an update on the last post.
I’m doing ok. I’d be lying if I said there weren’t some ugly cry tears the 1st night. We let Max cry it out, and the first night was an hour and 30 minutes. The second night was an hour. He has asked a few times to nurse, and when I say no, he accepts it. I’ve started to go through the baby clothes and I find myself misty eyed at the fact that it’s over, and excited to purge the stuff. I’m excited to sleep full nights, focus on the fun ahead, and snuggle the kids as much as they will allow. This is a good, hard, change. But, it’s the right choice. Thank God I have a supportive hubby.