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Oct. 8th, 2003 01:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ciroccojI love being home Wednesday and Thursday. I like getting away Monday, Tuesday, and Friday too, but it's very nice to reconnect with the kids the other four days of the week. Especially when we're as busy as we are today.
Baked some cornbread, did some laundry, and biked/walked over to Fabricland. I can't believe how big Justin is - he's almost able to bike all on his own. He just has to remember to look up instead of watching his feet, because that always takes him off the path and he can't start himself up again.
Fabricland was great. Justin's so excited about all of this. Feeling the different cloths, matching the colours on the pattern photo to the colours on the bolts, getting it cut, and telling everybody at Fabricland "This is going to be the BEST costume EVER in mine WHOLE LIFE!!!"
I wish Daniel was still this enthusiastic about doing stuff. But he's gradually picking up from his friends that doing stuff isn't cool. Only playing videos and Yu-Gi-Oh and watching TV is cool. It bothers me to no end. He's too little to be this jaded. It feels like he's deliberately dumbing himself down, taking everything that's wonderful and special about himself and getting rid of it, in order to fit in with all the other boring kids around him.
I need to get him out of this neighbourhood more often. Take him out to museums and walks in the forest and activities with homeschooled kids and all that. Because once he's out, he always has a good time and goes back to his regular fun, imaginative, curious, quirky self. It's only when we're at home and he knows his friends are probably watching TV just a few doors down that he gets restless and fidgets through family time, wishing he was with his friends instead.
Oh, and in case anybody was wondering,
1. My partner proposed with a 25c vending machine ring.
'Strue. It was kind of spur of the moment, and we were too poor for him to buy me a proper ring, and although we'd only been going out for 4 months, he knew me well enough that he knew I didn't care about jewelery anyway. I thought it was terribly romantic.
It also helped that I was rather tipsy when he proposed ;)
2. I once rode a mule down the Grand Canyon and back.
Yup, with my parents near Christmas of '83. I was almost thirteen. It was cool - a little too cool, actually, it was kind of freezing sitting up there all day. And my mom forgot till she got onto her mule that she's actually scared of heights.
Very neat experience. Hope to repeat it with the boys some day.
3. I was part of the St. Mary's Cathedral choir for a year.
Yup. Agnostic little me, in angel robes up in the choir loft, singing Ave Verum and Agnus Dei and Alleluias and hymns and all that. Didn't go down for communion though - the Church frowns on that for non-members.
4. I was pregnant when I got married.
And on purpose, too. Shameless hussy that I am.
5. I once sailed solo across Lake Ontario.
Alas, no. I did sail in Lake Ontario a couple of times, but not alone. And the boom swinging round nearly knocked me into the water, and scared the crap out of me. A rather nerve-racking experience.
Baked some cornbread, did some laundry, and biked/walked over to Fabricland. I can't believe how big Justin is - he's almost able to bike all on his own. He just has to remember to look up instead of watching his feet, because that always takes him off the path and he can't start himself up again.
Fabricland was great. Justin's so excited about all of this. Feeling the different cloths, matching the colours on the pattern photo to the colours on the bolts, getting it cut, and telling everybody at Fabricland "This is going to be the BEST costume EVER in mine WHOLE LIFE!!!"
I wish Daniel was still this enthusiastic about doing stuff. But he's gradually picking up from his friends that doing stuff isn't cool. Only playing videos and Yu-Gi-Oh and watching TV is cool. It bothers me to no end. He's too little to be this jaded. It feels like he's deliberately dumbing himself down, taking everything that's wonderful and special about himself and getting rid of it, in order to fit in with all the other boring kids around him.
I need to get him out of this neighbourhood more often. Take him out to museums and walks in the forest and activities with homeschooled kids and all that. Because once he's out, he always has a good time and goes back to his regular fun, imaginative, curious, quirky self. It's only when we're at home and he knows his friends are probably watching TV just a few doors down that he gets restless and fidgets through family time, wishing he was with his friends instead.
Oh, and in case anybody was wondering,
1. My partner proposed with a 25c vending machine ring.
'Strue. It was kind of spur of the moment, and we were too poor for him to buy me a proper ring, and although we'd only been going out for 4 months, he knew me well enough that he knew I didn't care about jewelery anyway. I thought it was terribly romantic.
It also helped that I was rather tipsy when he proposed ;)
2. I once rode a mule down the Grand Canyon and back.
Yup, with my parents near Christmas of '83. I was almost thirteen. It was cool - a little too cool, actually, it was kind of freezing sitting up there all day. And my mom forgot till she got onto her mule that she's actually scared of heights.
Very neat experience. Hope to repeat it with the boys some day.
3. I was part of the St. Mary's Cathedral choir for a year.
Yup. Agnostic little me, in angel robes up in the choir loft, singing Ave Verum and Agnus Dei and Alleluias and hymns and all that. Didn't go down for communion though - the Church frowns on that for non-members.
4. I was pregnant when I got married.
And on purpose, too. Shameless hussy that I am.
5. I once sailed solo across Lake Ontario.
Alas, no. I did sail in Lake Ontario a couple of times, but not alone. And the boom swinging round nearly knocked me into the water, and scared the crap out of me. A rather nerve-racking experience.
