Odds and ends
a roundup from a full week
I’m sitting at home on this Saturday morning, hanging out with the small ones and the sick one, while “Robin Hood” plays in the background. You know it’s been a busy week when you’re actually relieved one of your children is sick so you have an excuse to stay home.
Of course, I wrote that, and then the day started to run away from me. I ran another kid over to the last soccer game of the season, cheered while they got obliterated by another group of 5 year olds, and dealt with a car seat détente on the way home1. My husband started working on a project outside. People clamored for snacks. I was inordinately annoyed by the pile of stuff sitting on my dresser and started rummaging through it before someone else came crying or needed food, or shoes, or water.
It’s not just the daily grind of life, of course. The event that shall not be named is wearing on us all, whether we realize it or not. Everyone is on edge. My children have absorbed odd bits of political conversations2, leading to me…