rambling...

Today, I jumped back on the workout train and got to the gym...after a five days of not.

Syd has been under the weather and life just called for more sleep, not that I got more, but I guess pushing the alarm off at 2am feels like I am getting more sleep. 

Today, it was hard to get there but it felt good. 

Breaks are good. 

And leaving I ran into my workout gal and she enjoyed a few days off too. 

Having a friend for support and encouragement is key.  

Today, or rather lately, when I am tooling around in my big old minivan I have moments where I think - I am a mom.  A full fledged carpool lane, minivan driving mom.  I run errands.  I sometimes have one kid back there.  Sometimes I have two tag alongs and sometimes I have three.  Every once in a while I have an extra.  There as a day a week or two ago that we considered a new car...I went on the website and peeked and realized - what's the point...it would have to be another minivan because carpooling is key and I can't imagine not being able to help friends so they can help me.  

I am a mom.  A minivan mom.  And I am loving it. 

Today, after dropping the boys off Sydney and I hit some garage sales.  I should have buzzed straight home so she could get a longer nap.  But the neighborhood had just enough sales to lure us to just one more.  I am on the hunt for Magic Treehouse books.  We are conquering them in order.  We read them to the boys at bedtime and when we stop, because Henry has fallen asleep, Charley will flip on his headlamp and read on.  We need number 37 and up.  Garage sales are where I like to invest in them.  Today I scored 32-36 for the price of one book at a bookstore.  SCORE!

Ed did something to our screen saver and it now flashes through older pictures than before.  Pictures of when Charley and Henry were tiny.  I find myself zoning out and thinking back to days when Charley looked like Henry and Henry looked like Sydney and it makes me fill up with so many emotions.  

I am loving my new computer.  

I am not putting all the pictures on from my old computer.  I am starting fresh.  Which means, I need to start snapping because I am starting to run out of pics to post about.  I am feeling down about blogging.  May is a busy time of year but I feel like I am losing touch with some of the blog friends I have be blessed to connect with.  I hope it is just that we are all busy...all enjoying life.  Living it.  

I am praying for some steps to happen for Miss Sydney this weekend. 

She is soooo close.  Next weekend I am scooting out of town by myself to throw a shower for my soon to be sister in law.  We have some fun plans in store for the weekend.  I don't want to miss the first steps of my last child becoming a walker.  So we will practice practice practice. 

Henry and Charley want to go see the new Avenger movie.  

Some say it would be okay for the both boys.  Some worry about Henry.  

Ugh.  Poor Henry really wants to see it too.  Balancing boundaries when you have two boys who play so well and have such similar interests is so hard.  We don't want to hold back Charley but we don't want Henry to grow up too fast.  And yes, we can take Charley and not Henry but they are at this stage where they rub in each other's faces the things they do or eat or experience...they have not learned.  I am constantly giving the "fair doesn't mean the same for everyone, fair means that everyone gets what they need." speech.  I am a broken record on the fair topic.

People have been having weird dreams about me lately. 

When they tell me about them I laugh but then ponder.  

I have been having crazy dreams too.  A night or two ago I had to argue with Ed about who broke my bucket handle in the middle of the night.  He kept asking me "What bucket?"  Duh, the one right there....I know crazy. 

Sydney's nose is a fountain.  Poor girl.  She gets worn out from just breathing.  

Those fingers make it hard and eating and drinking sound like so much work. 

Morning naps have returned this week.  At least she is sleeping through the night still. 

Henry finishes his first round of swim lessons today.  

So proud of him.  He starts his next camp next week.  

This round we were gifted with private lessons because no one else signed up with him. 

Next round he will have a little friend in his class and I am thinking that might be just the right push to keep him growing as a swimmer.  Today if he swims to the bottom to retrieve the ring he gets to buy an apple juice from the machine at the swim school.  He has been begging and I told him his last lesson...but he has lost confidence in retrieving rings from the bottom after swallowing a little water two lessons ago.  So this mama is bribing him to go for it.  Why not.  

Swim lessons are going to get dicey.  Sydney didn't nap enough this morning. 

Wish me luck.  We lap the pool with the stroller.  Drink water and eat crackers.  Practice walking.  Look at books.  It is a busy time and I am realizing now that swim lessons this summer could be trickier because of spectator Sydney.  

Time to get off here and grab a towel and swim trunks for Henry. 

Time to go pick him up and head to swim...

What's on your mind today?

*note I am posting this and walking away without rereading it.  I will reread it later and kick myself for spelling and grammar errors.  Please forgive me.  I type on here ...as if I am sitting with you having a cup of coffee...not like I am submitting this to my 10th grade English teacher.  Thank goodness.