Tuesday, August 25, 2020

A Comedy of Errors

Well, the first day of school has come and gone!  And with it went some really good life lessons learned.  Hahaha.  First and foremost -- it's not a good idea to switch up the transportation situation on the first day, especially when you're changing it to something that you've NEVER done before.  Secondly, it doesn't matter how horribly off the rails the kids' schedules and routines have gone -- when it comes to waking up on time and getting ready in record fashion, back-to-school is like Christmas morning around these parts.  Hahaha.  And finally, 5 months of quarantining has gotten me REALLY used to having everyone home all the time and I can't decide yet if I like an empty house.  Of course, it's not truly empty YET -- Isaac starts preschool next week -- so maybe I'll be changing my tune in the next little bit.  :)

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{I sent this picture to my family group text yesterday morning and laughed out loud at Freddie's captions: "Ethan's face says -- Let's do this; Jane's face says -- I wish I were as cool as Marsha; the Boss's face (Alex) says -- mom doesn't know I snuck a whole bunch of Pokemon cards in my lunch box; Grace's face says -- how can I rig the system again this year; and poor Sophie can't even open her eyes.  Hahahaha." (She put contacts in yesterday for the first time since getting them a month ago.  Let's just say it took a long time.)}


Like I said, everyone was up and ready to go yesterday morning with hardly any prodding from me or Scott.  Ethan and Grace are doing seminary every morning via Zoom, at least for this semester, and they're the first ones out the door for school.  Ethan graciously humored me with the taking of pictures before he and Grace took off, and I did my best to get it done as quickly as possible.  {He doesn't like to be late.}  Grace technically doesn't have to be at the school as early as Ethan does, but she likes to, so she goes.  

ETHAN -- 12th Grade

GRACE -- 10th Grade

And they're off!


This year, we've got an interesting hybrid situation going on with the school schedules.  The older three will be going to school in person, Monday through Thursday, and working from home virtually on Fridays.  Jane and Alex will be going 2 days in person and the other 3 online, at least for this semester, and Isaac will be doing his customary 4-days-a-week preschool starting on Monday.  Each kid had their own level of excitement going for school to start and, interestingly, Grace and Sophie were the LEAST excited to go back.  Which is super odd since they're more extroverted than the rest of us and are usually chomping at the bit to get back to the social aspect of school, if nothing else.  As for the others, Alex was possibly the most excited, with Ethan falling slightly behind him, and Jane was pretty comfortably in the middle.  

While the boys were all more excited about the actual school part of back-to-school, the girls were decidedly more excited about the shopping-for-the-first-day-of-school-outfit part of back-to-school.  Hahahaha.  Adding to the fun of our back-to-school festivities was a quick visit from my mom last week, who humored all of Jane's sartorial wishes and helped her pick out some cute new clothes as an early birthday present.  {Her birthday is this Friday.}  Grace and Sophie had each ordered some items online, but on Saturday, they convinced me to take them to Goodwill to do some thrifting to really complete their looks.  Hahahahaha.  They (i.e. mostly just Sophie) found a lot of interesting items that I never in a million years would have imagined they would be choosing for school clothes.  If I had to sum up each of the girls' "looks" in a single phrase it would be: Jane -- "the 90s are calling and they want their butterfly clips back;" Sophie -- "make way -- it's the year of the blazer;" and Grace -- "I'm just wearing a t-shirt and running shorts."  Hahahahaha.  As for the boys, Ethan finally gave in on Saturday and let me buy him a couple new shirts (even though he kept insisting it was a waste of money because he already had shirts)  and Alex and Isaac both went hog-wild ordering Pokemon and other themed shirts from Old Navy and Target.  

SOPHIE -- 8th Grade

JANE -- 6th Grade

ALEX -- 4th Grade


But I digress.  After Ethan and Grace left for school yesterday morning, Alex and Jane were the next to go, with Scott dropping them off on his way to work.  After giving Maxwell a quick walk around the neighborhood, Sophie was the last to go and I drove her to school with Isaac happily tagging-along while watching a movie in our new van.  

And THEY'RE off!

This little nut job wasn't even awake yet when I was taking the other kids' pictures.

Isaac requested a "lunch date" for us yesterday.  Hahahaha.

Once Isaac and I were back home, he was happy to have screens all to himself, and I managed to waste a whole lot of time doing I don't even know what until mid-afternoon when I dozed off on the couch while watching a movie with Isaac.  

This was probably the first error.

My next error occurred after I woke up when I decided I should still go ahead and start making the chocolate chip cookies I had planned on having for the kids when they got home from school.  I was crunched for time, obviously, and in my hurry to finish making the cookie dough, I was cutting it close for my walk to school to pick up Alex and Jane, which leads us to the biggest error of all and had a trickle down effect on everything else that afternoon. 

Even though the kids have always ridden the bus home, I decided with the whole Covid situation that maybe we should avoid that this year, just in case.  Knowing how incredibly backed up with traffic the schools get (the elementary and middle schools are right next to each other), I decided it would be better to just walk to the school to get them rather than wait forever in a car line.  I figured this wouldn't be too bad -- we live less than a mile from the schools -- and I could just dart on up there to meet them at the end of the day and walk them home.  

Well, it WAS bad.  It was so hot (95* with the sun blaring down on us) and I ended up having to take Isaac with me because, when I came up with this brilliant plan, I wasn't thinking about the fact that Ethan wouldn't be home in time to stay with him so that I could go alone.  Less than a minute into our walk, I realized I had made a huge mistake and it was too late to do anything about it.  So I trudged along, with my poor, red-faced, sweaty little 4 year old and started coming up with a plan B on the fly.  First, I called Ethan, who was driving home at this point, and asked him to meet us near the back entrance to the school to pick all of us up.  Then, I walked all the way up to the schools rather than waiting for Alex and Jane to come to the designated corner we had chosen the day before.  Unfortunately, I made another error in not thinking to grab a mask before we left the house because I was never planning on going all the way up to the school!  With my change of plan, I was not prepared and was told I couldn't be on school property without a mask.  Doh!  So, I scooted over to the far side of the yard (away from anyone else) and waited for Jane to walk over from the middle school.  

Seriously so red-faced, hot, and sweaty!

After we intercepted her path, I sent her over to the benches where she was supposed to meet Alex, to go and collect him.  Well, that was our next problem because he wasn't there and Jane had to go searching for him inside and ask the office for help.  Double DOH!  Apparently she got lectured about middle schoolers not being allowed to come over to the elementary school at the end of the day {WHAT?! They literally ride the same buses that are parked at the elementary school and walk over everyday to board them after school} and got no help from the office, who told her that Alex was a 4th grader and should know his own address by now and had probably just walked home on his own {Uh, NO.  That would not be the case for this 4th grader -- yes he knows his address, but he would NEVER walk home all by himself.  EVER.}  Thankfully, Jane found him thanks to the janitor's help.   




Alex, meanwhile, had been crying because he didn't know what to do or where he was supposed to go, because, unbeknownst to any of us, the walkers and car-riders are let out on the other side of the building and they wouldn't let him walk over to the bus side, which is where he was supposed to meet Jane.  It was just a mess, and I was kicking myself for switching things up on the first day of school when they haven't even been IN school for the last 5 months.


Thankfully, our comedy of errors was almost over for the day and after Ethan rescued us, we made it home safe and sound.  But not before stressing Ethan out about the three younger ones not being buckled while he was driving because Jane's buckle was stuck and she couldn't get it out, and Alex and Isaac couldn't work around all the backpacks to get their buckles in.  The cherry on top of the afternoon, though, was when we pulled into the garage and Jane literally got stuck in the door opening as she was trying to get out on her side of the car.  (The car was too close to the garbage cans for the door to open all the way and she had already passed the point of no return with her exit and couldn't work her way backwards into the car to get out on the other side.)  TRIPLE DOH!!!  Hahahaha.  Poor little lambs.  It was a bit of a rough ending to the day.  And in Jane's case, she had a rough START as well, when she couldn't find where her homeroom was supposed to be. 

All's well that ends well, though, and after getting home I was able to finish making those cookies while Ethan took off to get Sophie and then Grace.  I can't decide if it's because the cookie mess in the kitchen was too big a stressor for him to deal with after a long, hot afternoon, or if he just wanted to make a stop at Sonic after getting the girls, but I was grateful nonetheless for his second rescue of the day.  ;)  

Once everyone was finally home, I was able to get a mild debriefing from the big kids.  And I do mean mild.  The older 3 seemed to have a fine enough day, but things were odd once again when I didn't get any of the typical first-day-of-school-verbal-diarrhea from Grace once she was home.  I guess it's just another data point to chalk up to the strangeness of the times!  Hahaha.

By the end of the day, everyone was pretty much exhausted and went to bed on time without a fight.  Well, everyone but Isaac, that is.  He's been needing a haircut for WEEKS, so I finally decided to just do it, and forced him to get a haircut and take a bath before also forcing him to go to bed.  He WAS exhausted though, so once the haircut, bath, and concurrent meltdowns were over, he fell asleep almost immediately after I finished reading him his 3 books. 

(This is the "after" shot of his hair.  He was happy to note this morning that it was still "crazy."  Hahahahahahaha.)


What a day! Amiright??  Hahahaha.  

Today was a LITTLE smoother -- at least on the afternoon end -- as I decided to throw caution to the wind and told all the kids to just ride the bus home.  (I'm feeling really good about that decision, in case anyone is wondering.)  Hahahahahaha.  It's so strange to think that we're already at this point in the year.  In a lot of ways, it feels like we've been suspended in time since March when the quarantine started and it doesn't even seem possible that Fall is already upon us!  But it is, and I'm just keeping my fingers crossed that we won't end up having to quarantine AGAIN now that school has started back up.  ;)

Wednesday, August 19, 2020

Birthday Alley

How in the world are we already almost to the end of August???  Not only are we in full prep mode for Back to School, we also have 3 birthdays to celebrate this month!  Scott's was last Sunday, Alex's was Thursday, and Jane's is next Friday.  That's a whole lot of celebration going on!  Hahaha.

{Grace created this "custom" Pokemon card for Alex with him being the Pokemon character.  It was pretty cool and Alex loved it.}

Scott continues to be the lowest maintenance member of the bunch and his only birthday request this year was our signature Brown Butter + Sea Salt Chocolate Chip Cookies.  {They are the best.  Just as an FYI.}  Alex's only request (j/k -- he never has just one request, although he certainly had one THEME this year) was for the newest Pokemon cards that were set to be released the day after his birthday.  This date discrepancy -- his birthday being the 13th/the cards being released on the 14th -- led to some rather predictable waffling on when he exactly he wanted to have his party.  On a daily, and sometimes hourly, basis, he changed his mind about which day to do the celebrating until I told him he had to give me a final decision by last Sunday's Family Council.  He chose Friday the 14th for his big day.

These cookies really are the best.

It didn't stick.  {Spoiler alert -- I knew it wouldn't.}  By about noon on his actual birthday -- after begging all morning to be able to open up just one of his presents that day -- I finally suggested we should probably just go ahead and do the cake, presents and whole shebang.  He heartily agreed.  Of course, I didn't have stuff for the cake yet OR the presents, but Target came through in the clutch.  While the decorating crew of my party planning committee (aka Grace and Sophie) were working their magic at home, I took Jane with me to Target to find enough Pokemon stuff to make all of Alex's dreams come true.


They added a whole bunch of Pokemon energy (?) cards to this bunting we already had.

His cake request this year was "Beast Ball," and it certainly wins the award for the tallest cake I've ever made.  And the most blue.  Well, other than Sophie's Pablo-from-the-Backyardigans cake when she was 2.  Hahaha.  The Beast Ball was a hit, though, even if Isaac DID let me know that the yellow things on top were supposed to be 3-D and I didn't do it right.  Haha.  

(My inspiration)

(a bit of a sloppy execution with the design, but it still works)


Once Scott finally got home from work {because YAY! for him, he is back in a real office a few times a week}, we sang Happy Birthday, let Alex rip into those presents, and cut the cake.  Alex's Love Language is for sure "gifts," so his birthday and Christmas are the most important and rewarding days of the year for him.  He was super happy with ALL of the Pokemon stuff he got and even more excited that for some of those gifts, he had the joyful combination of Pokemon PLUS the non-LEGO brand of legos to play with.  He spent the rest of the evening happy as a clam, putting together his characters and rifling through all his new cards trying to decide where to put them in his album.  The high lasted into the next day as well, as he happily informed me that this was the best birthday ever!  I guess we could have skipped out on the Chuck E. Cheese birthday party last year and just bought him a bunch of presents instead.  Hahahaha.








The one non-Pokemon gift in the bunch.  He was okay with it.  ;)

The piece de resistance.


It was 3 big layers high.

With Jane's birthday on the horizon, it's time to start figuring out what exactly SHE is obsessed with for this year's theme.  Before we get there, though, we have the first day of school to look forward to on Monday.  And I can't wait to describe my opinions of all the first day of school outfits that have been chosen.  Let's just say, that I'm officially feeling like an old-fogey, because I can't for the life of me understand the aesthetics of today's tween and teen fashion.  Hahahahahaha.  Until next time...



Friday, August 07, 2020

Because 2020 Keeps Getting Better and Better

 I promise I had a light-hearted, update kind of a post for today, but that plan went out the window around 2:50 this afternoon when I took Grace with me to go and pick up a grocery order and we got in a wreck.

Grace -- who only has a permit and has been wanting to practice her driving -- was at fault in this scenario, and is understandably shaken up.  She was attempting to turn left into a parking lot (cutting across two lanes of traffic going the other way) when we got T-boned.  The cars going in the opposite direction had a red light and were starting to back up almost to where we were waiting in the turning lane and the car in the closer lane to us had stopped to let us through.  Before I could tell her to make sure and check to see if the other lane was clear as well, she started her turn and BAM. We got hit.  {Understatement alert.}  So really, I'm feeling even more at fault for not being a better instructor.  :( 


 Not gonna lie -- as I saw the car coming straight for me and I knew we were going to get hit, time slowed down and I really thought "I guess this is it for me."   It is an absolute miracle that we are both fine.  We're not completely unscathed -- I have a slight abrasion on my right arm and a bruise forming, and Grace has a much bigger abrasion and bruise on her left shin -- but it could have been so much worse it's scary.  Especially since we ended up front end first in a ditch, all the air bags went off, and the steering column was smoking once we came to a stop.  


Grace's bruise is already looking much bigger and gnarlier.

The guy who hit us was really shaken up as well, and the front end of his car was completely crunched.  We attracted lots of gawkers passing by, along with some really kind and helpful people, too.  One of the first guys who stopped to check on us was an off-duty EMS who helped by turning off the engine and disconnecting something else that could have caused something worse to happen, like the car going up in flames.  I know this is a really small thing -- but to me it was a tender mercy -- that he happened to be from Louisiana.  I could tell as soon as he started speaking that he had to be from Cajun country, and sure enough he was from Lafayette! It was oddly comforting to hear his accent -- almost like I had someone from my family there with me and helping me out -- and I was so grateful for his help.  

(Trivial?  Yes.  But embarrassing, nonetheless -- this is the second accident I've been in since we've moved here where I'm still in pajamas for the day.  Doh!  I guess I really should learn to never leave the house without wearing real clothes.  Hahahaha.) 


Thankfully, we weren't too far from home, and Scott was able to run over and help with calling tow trucks and insurance, etc.  Ethan was also at the ready to come and help by unloading our gigantic grocery order from the back of our totaled van into the other trunk.  It was quite the way to kick off a weekend, let me tell ya!  

Grace and I went to the hospital to get checked out just in case, and luckily we don't seem to have anything worse than those bruises and abrasions.  Of course, there will be more soreness to follow, which is one of the things I remember as being so odd when we were in a terrible crash with toddler Ethan and Grace (and my sister, Sarah) back in 2006 -- I didn't feel ANYTHING hurting right after the crash, but by later in the day and the following day for sure, so many body parts were hurting and sore.   {Incidentally, that crash was the very FIRST blog post I ever created.  It quite literally started this blog out with a bang!  Hahahaha.}  We plan on taking it easy the rest of the weekend, and hopefully we'll be well on the mend by the time next week rolls around.  Time will tell...

Hospital selfie -- Grace and I both LOL-ed when simultaneously exclaimed that we needed to take a picture for the blog.  Hahahahaha.