I've been inspired by my blogger friends to document a full, ordinary day. This is year #2.
6:49 AM – I wake to Remy shouting “Ma!” from his room on the
other side of the house. He falls back to sleep, but I’m awake so I flip through
Timehop and remember it’s time for my Day in the Life blog. I’m glad it’s on a
weekend to capture something a little more fun. I get out of bed, feed the pets
and start my coffee.
7:10 – Remy is awake for real. He greets me with a sweet “Ma,
hewwo” when I walk into his room. He’s excited to find Felix’s balloon in the
living room. “Be ball!” he exclaims. (beach ball) I tell him he’ll need to give
it back when Felix wakes up.
Felix wakes a few minutes later and Remy happily hands him
his balloon (wow). Felix votes for blueberry pancakes over French toast, so I
make a bunch so I can freeze the extras. Remy eats three bites and drinks his
weight in milk. Felix proudly shows me how he cuts his own pancake while he
eats.
8 – I post an odd job on Craigslist and immediately find
someone who says they’ll do it at 10. I go outside to check the weather and the
tires on the double jogger and decide my exercise today will be a walk to the dollar
store a mile away for St. Paddy’s Day party supplies. I start a load of laundry
and run the dishwasher. (The house cleaner loaded it yesterday but forgot to
run it.)
Remy pops Felix’s balloon, Felix cries for a minute. I ask
Remy to apologize and he does, then abruptly says “Bye” and walks away from
Felix. We all start laughing. Kids watch Daniel Tiger and other cartoons. I get a cute video of Remy practicing saying "Felix". "Be-bixsh...Feee...Be-bixsh."
10:20 – The people who offered to do the odd job are late
and want another 20 minutes. I tell them to forget about it, and we walk to the
gas station to put air in the jogger tires. Next we enjoy a cold, sunny, noisy
and smelly walk along a major street to the dollar store. I notice how
unwalkable the area is – missing sidewalks, tipped-over signs, pot holes, etc.
but the boys love all the car dealerships we’re passing. Felix shows me the white
Jeep he’s going to buy and Remy yells “a bus!” anytime a bus goes by.
At the dollar store I lock our jogger to a fake flower
display on the sidewalk (no bike rack) and we load up on party supplies. Remy
really wants all the toy trucks so I end up football carrying him out of the
store while he kicks and screams. (I know they’re just a dollar, but we have SO
MANY cars and trucks. I can’t say yes every time.) The grocery store is across
the street so we run in for lunch stuff.
11:45 – We’re back home and have an awesome spring lunch of
sandwiches, raspberries, BBQ chips and Girl Scout cookies. And another huge cup
of milk for Remy.
12 – Felix offers “I’m not sleepy” which of course means he
is sleepy. No time for a nap because we need to leave for a basketball game in
an hour. I put Remy down for a nap anyway – he’s exhausted. I decide to take a
full shower (wash hair) but oops, all the towels are in the wash. I find a
clean monster towel and decide it’s good enough.
1:10 – Wake a very groggy Remy, put him in BSU clothes and
load everyone into the car. It will be nearly an hour before we park and walk
toward the arena due to game day traffic. Felix falls asleep in the car.
2:15 – Game time! We missed the intro but met up with my
parents and everyone had a great time. The boys loved riding on the shuttle
bus, saying hi to Buster Bronco and eating snacks. The boys get comments on
their cuteness everywhere we go.
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| Remy hugging Buster Bronco. |
4:30 – Grocery shopping, with free samples and a cookie from
the bakery. The boys point out the pinatas they want. Felix wants the motorcycle for his birthday party, and says Remy wants the firetruck. Remy asks to try on a giant foam hand we tried on last week – kid has
an amazing memory. (And geez, I’m realizing we’ve eaten a LOT of junk today!)
5:15 – Home and making dinner. Felix chose veggie burgers
and everyone digs in, despite having eating so much junk at the game. I give
each of the boys a pickle slice because they love to taste and make silly sour
faces, so they do that throughout the meal. Felix’s lack of sleep is
catching up with him and he’s off-the-wall bonkers. Shouting, jabbing Remy, and
even throwing his burger across the table at one point. I try to explain than
he needs to be a good boy even though he’s feeling goofy.
6:20 – A nice guy named Bill shows up to do the odd job from
Craigslist. Turns out his wife saw my post and dispatched him. The boys watch from the living room window while I help load a pickup
truck with huge piles of willow switches, branches and leaves. He calls the
boys my “two little soldiers” and tells me he has 4 kids who are all grown, and
they all stayed in the area except one who is “somewhere in Montana.” I have a
moment where I’m grateful my parents aren’t spending their Saturdays doing odd
jobs, and I give Bill more than I said I would in the ad. (I also realize he could
be a millionaire who loves doing odd jobs with his truck. You never know…)
7 – Bedtime for Remy. He has officially lost his mind thanks
to lack of sleep. He’s really wound up so I try singing to him, but he shouts “NO!”
for every song until I get to Maybe from the movie Annie. I sing a few more
songs and he finally lies down and asks me to put his blanket over him after I
hum the theme from Phantom of the Opera (need to brush up on the lyrics before
I see it live this summer.) He sleeps in a pack n play that he’s 100% capable
of climbing out of if motivated, so it’s important he go to bed happy!
7:30 – Watching Roseanne reruns and April the giraffe’s live
cam with Felix. We can see the baby moving in her belly, but she’s taking too
long so we watch other videos of giraffes having babies. When we’re done, Felix
lays his head on my tummy and asks why I “dopted” Remy. So we talk again about
how he and Remy both grew in their birth moms’ tummies and we open Facebook to
look at my mom’s photo album from the day Remy was born. Felix is all smiles. I
notice what a short, round toddler he is in all the photos. So cute.
8 – Bedtime for Felix. This is 90 minutes early due to lack
of a real nap. He asks me to "carry myself" to bed and he talks about how big he has gotten. I brush his teeth, put on his overnight diaper (he disposes of them on his own each morning) and tuck him into
my bed, where he has slept since the great flood of 2014. He is out without a
peep – not even a request for a drink of water. I’m feeling unusually tired…slightly
worried I’m coming down with something. I’m happy to see SNL is a rerun so I
have no reason to stay up late. Pour a glass of wine anyway.
10:15 – Why am I still awake? I guess I’ll post this blog
and call it a night. We’re headed to the hot springs tomorrow morning and I’m
very much looking forward to it!
