Happy Eyes

“Happy the eyes that can close.” --from Cry the Beloved Country

Friday, December 29, 2006

Can You Dig It?

Snow and wind, snow and wind! Holy cow. I have yet to see snow FALL here, it BLOWS. We live far enough outside of the city and have what they call "Highland Winds." There's very little around to block the wind--few buildings, trees aren't tall enough. We back to a golfcourse, so that will never help us either. Anyway, 40MPH winds are nothing unusual around here and we are in the middle of yet another major storm, so today we were all home, Doug included, and just hunkered down. I don't mind it when it means Doug can't go to work! (the highway he commutes on is often closed during these blizzards).

We managed to accomplish quite a bit today. I still feel like we haven't quite moved in, it's not quite Home. I feel disorganized no matter how much i try to clean and file and, well, organize. It just hasn't come together. So we spent today in the basement. Bode was awesome this morning (well, after the usual ugly AM mood and demands for crackers or peanuts for breakfast). While Doug and I worked he played by himself for a long time in his tunnels/cubes. He rolled balls out of the holes on one cube and down a ramp forever. He's the kind of kid who either wants someone to play with him or simply needs an audience while he plays, so i was impressed that he did so well on his own. Doug threw tons of stuff away and organized his tools which were totally out of control. I put away Christmas (so sad) and reorganized all the Christmas boxes and all. Then Doug made me a little craft room. He very thoughtfully put it between two window-wells so i'll have some natural light. He set up my table, floor lamp and scrapbooking cubbies, moved the bookshelves over so we could unload our book boxes. He even put down a little area rug so it felt comfy. Does that mean i have to scrapbook now??! Oh well, i'm only 4 years behind! We have a lot more work to do but i can see the light (and the basement floor) now and it feels good.

Upstairs we finally hung a bunch of pictures on the walls. Amazing how much better it feels to have artwork on the walls as opposed to on the floor leaning against the walls...Hung some in Bode's room and Keegen's nursery. I showed Bode what we put up. One is the birth sampler i cross stitched for him and the other is his hand/foot imprints with a picture of him at 4 months (Keegen has one too). He seemed to like that these were all about and for him.

BOTH boys actually took naps today. Shocking, I know. Bode so desperately needs sleep but has almost totally dropped his nap so when he takes one it's a surprise to me. I wish he could get by with less sleep. He's always needed a lot and now that he's dropped this nap his nighttime sleep is suffering too. I totally believe in the "sleep begets sleep" saying in his case. He's so much happier and copes with his days better when he's rested (don't we all!). Keegen on the other hand is a different animal. He's happy to NOT sleep and is pretty pleasant without it. However, mama is getting TIRED of the nighttime routine. Bode was sleeping through the night by 3 months (7p-7a). Keegen isn't even close. So he might have to enter a little sleep boot camp here in the near future...

Doug did try to take Bode to his buddy's house today, blizzard and all. After shoveling out our drift that was blocking our garage, he decided to see how bad the roads were and got stuck half a block away. Undeterred, he dug himself out (took about an hour--i would have abandoned it!) and came back around the block and home. By then it was too late to go so Bode had to settle for a video. Doug was totally jazzed that he dug himself out and won (everything IS apparently a competition--he beat the wind and snow and got his truck home).

Oh, and yes, we have water leaking into our master bedroom. Lovely. The builder will fix it, again, and i will deal with the huge mess and inconvenience, again. (They will also figure out how to get us access to that attic space since it's a design flaw). But i do have to say i am grateful to have a home that keeps me warm and, for the most part, dry.

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