I know, I know, it’s been almost a month. I know I have some catching up to do.
In my defense I am still technically without internet access. Yak may “want to be your phone company”, but they seem to not care about the finer points of good customer service, like actually providing the services you sign up for. Our internet connection was cut off 10 days earlier than it was supposed to be cut off from our rental house, and we have now been in our new place since August 24, and still we wait…Fortunately our new neighbors are letting us use their connection until we get ours back. Unfortunately I don’t pick up their signal in the basement, which is where my desktop computer is set up. So, I still only have access when I have a laptop at my disposal. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
I love our new house, and I am so thankful the move is now over. It felt like it consumed my summer. You would think that I would have moving down to a science after moving so much in the past 10 years, but alas, when you have as much stuff as we do, moving is just not going to be easy, even if it was just around the corner this time. My parents drove in last Saturday for a visit and so that my dad could help Jeff get started on finishing a rec room in the basement. It’s going to be WONDERFUL for the kids to have some room to play…Thanks Dad! (It’s just a shame that our TV armoire would not fit down the stairs…that one’s for you, Harman!)
Carter started Grade 1 last week. I cannot believe that my baby boy is now going to school full-time. It’s an adjustment for sure for him, as he is a bit cranky in the evenings, but I am sure we will settle into a routine soon enough. He really loves school which is so great. He loves learning and playing with the other kiddos. He even has a new best friend, Conner, as I have been told.
Last night I was showing Carter’s agenda book from school to my dad. It happened to open up to a page where the student can fill in a few personal facts. I was surprised to see that Carter had written something under the “Allergies” catergory, as he doesn’t have any…”Fire Lave”, it read. This morning I asked him about it.
“Yes, I am allergic to fire and lava,” he told me quite seriously.
“Oh,” I said, trying not to break out in hysterical laughter.
“Everyone’s allergic to fire and lava,” he said.
True. So true.
Mykah doesn’t seem to mind having Carter away as school for hours at a time. She actually seems to quite enjoy having the house and me all to herself, although if it were up to her, she would be on the bus too. I wonder if anyone would notice if I let her get on and go to school one day?
Poor little darling, she got her finger smashed in between a large picture and the toilet tank cover (I know, I know, this one is hard to imagine, but true nonetheless) almost 2 weeks ago. I am usually relatively calm in a crisis situation, but I was feeling a bit panic-y when I saw how bad her finger looked initially and all the blood, oh yuck. I thought I was maybe going to need to take her for stiches but couldn’t imagine getting her calm enough for the doctor to actually be able to get a stitch anywhere near her finger.
She babied her whole right hand for at least a week, and showed absolutely everyone her finger. Not that anyone actually got a look at the mangled finger and nail, mind you. All anyone could see was her grabbing her middle fnger and pointer finger together in order to isolate the ring finger with its My Little Pony bandaid and hear her pitiful little voice telling you, “I hurt my finger.” Thankfully, if you ask her about it now, she says happily, “my finger’s feeling better now!” I will be shocked if she doesn’t lose the nail, but at least she has successfully survived her first flesh wound.