Ava is out of school and she is bored every second that I do not have plan for her. She told me the randomly the other day while we were gardening that one of her school friend’s mom was “the best” and that “she wishes she were my mom. Oh. . . and you too.” She added that last little part as a consolation prize for me so as to not hurt my feelings too badly. I think Ava is going through a little of the out of school blues that most kids probably don’t experience. . . but Ava isn’t most kids. Let it be noted that I am also going through the same out of school blues. Nevertheless, we shall survive the 7 weeks and I will do my best to keep the days of my eldest child occupied and fun-filled. Perhaps then she will not want to trade me in for a better model of mom.
The trio of terrible twos are talking, fighting and being generally very cute. Tonight they had a blast running around the house chasing each other, their diapers practically falling off and dodging collision and subsequent injury at every turn. Meanwhile, Ava had finally worn herself completely out and melted down and fell into a deep slumber at 5:30pm; unheard of and unprecedented in her almost 6 years of life.