Merry Christmas!
It's been a while, right?
I'm still not sure if I want to rehash it all in great detail or let it become part of the hazy past. Oh, I'm sure I'll write it all out eventually. I mean, it's me. But for now, let it suffice that during my convalescence, somebody was here every day, for a month, to take care of things. That's a lot of days.
There's so much to catch up on, I'm having a hard time marshaling my thoughts. Christmas was wonderful. Peter didn't get a nap, and so was having sugar-induced meltdowns by bedtime, but other than that, they did great. Loved their gifts, and so on. I feel like I got super spoiled this Christmas.
Nathan wrote me a super sweet letter at school Thanksgiving week. You know, when I was in the hospital. He wrote "you are the greatest mom ever. I hope you get better soon." It was a sweet message from a very unsentimental boy. He's picked up the phrase "I know, right?!" from school and says it all the time. He is super excited about the microscope he got for Christmas. We're growing mold on a piece of bread so he can look at it. And, so far, I haven't had to learn to play Pokemon. That probably won't last.
Clara is tearing it up at kindergarten. Her reading is coming along nicely. She's already on her second best friend. (Not looking forward to when the friend drama steps up.) Her easy bake oven was put into use almost immediately upon opening. She's been wanting one for months. And how is it possible she's going to be six in five days?
Alice, fierce and adorable as ever, is very sure that the circular scribbles she writes say her name. I'm not allowed to write her name on her papers at nursery, because she'll just do it herself. She also wants to learn to read, so she'll sit by me with a book and ask me what each page says. She'll repeat it, and turn the page, and this goes on and on. We read a Fancy Nancy book once for almost an hour. She's recently decided she's scared of the dark, with all the fun that entails.
Peter. Peter started talking. I think we can credit some grandmothers' attentiveness, repeating words back to him until it clicked. So now his mischievousness is accompanied by adorable running and lots of "no!" (even when he means yes.) He also learned to nod yes. Shaking his head no, that's easy. he's been doing it for months. But, when you ask him something, his eyes light up and he deliberately and emphatically nods. It's almost a whole body effort.
