I thought it would be fun to take an entire day’s worth of occurrences and record them both in picture and written form. On a whim last week I chose Tuesday, July 15, 2014.
Although a summer Wednesday looks very different from a school year Wednesday, this Wednesday was a very common one for us.
6:40am: Begin to hear rumblings from Bea. N graciously gets up with her around 6:50am to let me sleep in a little after a late night.
7:08am: I am up for good and can’t afford to sleep in much more anyway as I have a full day ahead and I remember N has to leave soon.
Breakfast: for me it’s a fried egg, rice chex & pb. I have a serious debate with myself over whether or not to have coffee (just the decaf as I don’t do caffeine anymore but I still wonder if I will be able to enjoy and drink it all before it turns cold).
Bea is miserable. Teeth?
7:34am: empty dishwasher, hear scuffle and simultaneous screams from next room. Bea has bitten MG. MG claims it’s because she was trying to keep Bea from destroying one of my artworks that is on the floor (waiting to be hung). I half believe her, half don’t. The only time Bea has bitten her has been when she has deserved it.
8:00am: Dress both girls and put Bea down for a nap. MG immediately puts on her dress up clothes on top of what I have picked out for her.
Turn on a show for MG (veggie tales) and begin to clean up the kitchen. Wipe counters, sweep floors. Prefer this
because of the way it smells, although I have been known to use something much less frou frou (like vinegar and water).
Decide to do the coffee after all, check email, make packing list, scroll through IG and Pinterest. Read up on decorating trends for 2014. Decided I really, really need some macrame in my life.
9:30am: Wake Bea up, change her, bring the girls downstairs. Put MG to work prepping snack cups, half-heartedly watch Bea rip into a clean cabinet, make plans to meet up with some friends at Taylor Lake in about an hour, gather sand/water toys
Try this technique for cutting grapes in Bea’s snack cup. Works like a charm
10am: Load up stroller, toys, and girls, and drive to the indoor track.
After much debate, MG has decided to bring her stroller (vs. bike) and circles the track while I run.
11:15am: Drive down to the lakefront. It is a breezy 70 degrees so we didn’t bring swim gear. We are the first ones to arrive and MG plops down and begins to dig. Bea just wants to explore.
11:30am: Friends begin to arrive and MG is regretting not having her swimsuit. I am able to mostly convince her that it is too cold. Bea just wants to explore
12pm: Bea sits for 20 seconds to eat SOMEONElse’s lunch. I decide it is probably time to leave
12:15pm: Come home, wash feet and hands, make lunch. Cashews, gf pretzels, cherries, cheese sticks, and garden fresh zucchni for the girls. I get a half-hamburger (leftovers), apple, and grapes added to my plate.
We keep the windows open and give the AC a break
N lets me know he is on the way home. I send him this MG lunch snippet:
1:00pm: I put MG to work cleaning up. She sweeps, I vacuum. Then she wants to vacuum too.
1:12pm: The doorbell rings. It is the fireplace guy, coming to give us an estimate for a fireplace makeover.
1:17pm: The doorbell rings again, it is a bike seat and helmets (amazon delivery) for our bikes! (too bad we found all these things two days later at Essex/Bargain Hunt for much cheaper)
1:20pm: After showing the fireplace guy around, I excuse myself and put the girls down for a nap.
1:24pm: N arrives home (he had spent the day with an old friend building us a chicken coop!!!!)
….and we listen to the fireplace estimate. Dang, more than we thought. Curse home renos everywhere.
1:33pm: MG comes down in her “dress-ups” and is very happy to see Daddy. She asks him to read her a story. He promises her he will come up when he is done with the estimate.
2:05pm: The guy leaves and N goes upstairs, as promised. I type out this blogpost, do some calisthenics like planks and sit-ups (while watching a reality show).
3:57pm: All is quiet upstairs and I find MG asleep in her nap room, dressed like this. I begin the process of waking her up. One of her high heels falls on the stairs as I carry her down to my bed. I shower, hoping the noise will keep her awake.
4:20pm: I lay down next to her on the bed and rub her back while finishing this book. As I am turning the final pages I realize it’s going to be a while before I read a book this satisfyingly good.
4:40pm: N comes up to see about the girls. MG is finally awake and Bea is beginning to stir. He takes over while I wrap this present for baby Grey (Baby Grey Delphine Powell was born very prematurely to some dear friends of ours from college). She is a miracle and so far, doing amazingly well! The original shower was planned to be in MI but after Grey made her early arrival they changed it to Louisville to be near her parents. We made plans to attend on our way back from a visit to my grandparents but while we were down there, MG picked up a bug that was making the rounds and we scurried back home before infecting anyone else)
4:47pm: N takes the girls over to visit with the neighbors while I heat up dinner (burgers again)
He calls me to ask if I care if they ride the horses.
6:00pm: They come back and we sit down to eat. MG spies her new helmet and insists on wearing it until bedtime
6:40pm: We drive over to the library to pick up a book on hold (me) and drop off some books before we leave for our trip. MG still has her helmet on.
7:15pm: We are back home to bathe and jammy the girls. N reads stories to MG while I nurse and cuddle Bea. I try to rock her to sleep. She isn’t having it.
7:30pm: I put the day’s diapers in the wash
7:37pm: I begin working my way through the packing list, including a bag of toys and a bag of snacks for the car.
9:45pm: We both collapse into bed and I start this novel.
…and that’s a wrap.