Quick taking with Jen today because....well because it's Friday, and I might never know that it was Friday if it weren't for the quick takers in my corner of the blogosphere.
- 1 -
"What's the probroom, mama?"
Every time he says it, I think life is awesome.
- 2 -So Jacob and I have a crush on a couple in our parish, and I'm trying to figure out how to take it to the next level. They're a little older than we are, have more kids, been at the parish longer. They're down to earth and they make us laugh. (Emily, I feel you.) I will appreciate any pointers on securing a dinner invite.
- 3 -I've been thinking a lot about "how I'm doing" as a mom of two. When Jake was a newborn life was very difficult, but the transition to two has been kind of...wonderful. I feel strange saying that and meaning it, because after Jake was born when I said things like that I was mostly lying, because it wasn't wonderful.
Two littles is hard, certainly. But it's hard in a very entertaining way. I accomplish the smallest of things and I feel so good about it. Granted, the only things that get accomplished are the things that I 100% set my heart on. One day that might be making a dinner that involves something besides baked sweet potatoes. Another day that might be exercising or blogging. So long as I don't TRY to do more than my one or two must dos, I feel pretty good at accomplishing absolutely nothing beyond those things.
And when things get crazy, and everyone is pooping and crying at the same time, I mostly find it amusing. Like I'm living in a reality show or animal planet or something. And I begin to hear a narrator comment on the eccentricity of the human species. I heard the narrator this morning when I was brushing out an embarrassing amount of rats nests in my hair: Today the mother is grooming. The mother typically grooms herself and her offspring weekly.
I would say we are thriving...in the same clothes as yesterday and last night.
- 4 -A few days ago, Jake saw me putting some bobby pins in my hair and asked:
"What you doin, mama? You goin to Mass?"
- 5 -I'm thinking about getting my hair cut because I haven't been to a salon in two and a half years. Yes, it's been two years of half-hearted trims courtesy of my mom. I'm good at some things, but none of them involve "beauty regimens."
For instance, I'm about to replace the mascara that I bought (my mother bought me?) in 2009. And I've been "about to" do this for two months.
I'm wearing a cardigan today that I would very much describe as "new" and I bought it last winter.
I think I feel a new years resolution coming on.
Actually, the last time I cut my hair Jake was about the same age as Lucy June is now. So it must be some kind of postpartum hormone.
Before I end this take I will pose the age old question for you readers: bangs or no bangs?
- 6 -Jacob spent Tuesday and Wednesday in Vegas with his brothers. He does his best to get together with all his brothers annually for some man time, and I do my best not to be bitter about it/make him feel guilty/complain about birthing a new appendage every two years and send him on his merry way for consecutive days without having to get anyone out of a car seat.
Our fatherless days weren't unbearable though because I took his escape as an excuse to come early to my parents house where I pawn off my children.
Jake wakes up at ungodly hours to eat oatmeal and blueberries with his obliging grandfather while I sleep in till said grandfather goes to work. In the wee hours of Wednesday morning I awoke to some scuffling in the bathroom and I went in to find my dad - in a tie - tackling the Everest of toddler diapers.
I felt so horrible and told him he should have woken me up, and he replied: "Your mother said the same thing."
|"It's OK. I mopped this morning."|
I love my parents.
- 7 -
Jacob and I signed a lease on a house and we're moving next month. Huzzah!! We decided against buying because we don't know how long we are for Houston. The house we're renting is quite small but it has a great kitchen, a nice backyard, and a garage. So all the ambulant members of the family are content.
More than content really. A real house. A real house that costs the same amount to rent as a our one bedroom apartment in Los Angeles did. I will still have to kick toddler toys out of the way whenever I shower but I won't have to walk up and down stairs to get to my front door.
When we drove up to meet the realtor to sign the lease, we parked and saw that our neighbors had two goats penned in their front yard. Jacob turned to me with the biggest grin and gave me a kiss right there in the driveway. Home sweet home.
[All photo credits go to my husband who has gotten a little snarky about my recent lack of disclosures.]