We’re outside
Our deck is a sunny haven. Both children are liquored up on their respective herbal and allopathic medications. (Now Noah has an earache and we’ve determined that Madison’s molars are causing all of her snotty angst.) I have wifi so here I am happily updating, keeping one eye on Madison who is digging in rice. Noah keeps coming by to dump rice down his sleeve (no, I don’t understand this game either) and then running out to swoop around on the swingset.
Yesterday Madison was standing in front of the glider rocking it back and forth (a favorite past-time of hers) and I said, “Hey, Madison, you want to give mommy a hug?” And she patted the arm of the rocker and said to me, quite seriously, “Dis.” As in, “Can’t you see, Mommy? I’m doing this.” I had to get my hug later.
I heard back from the editor last night. Message? Rewrite! Even less reporting and more personal hari-kari. I won’t have time to work on it for a couple of weeks.
I still want to write an antiadoption article that’s not related to my life but that’s not in the cards right now.
I have an interview to do today at 3pm and I have no idea how the kids will be. It was the only time I could schedule it so I’m just going to have to warn the person that I have two under-the-weather children. Oh well.
I did talk to a woman who has a couple of great kids about having her oldest daughter come and play with Madison a couple of times a week for an hour or so. I’m going to pay her five bucks and she won’t have to do diapers or anything — just hang with Maddie. Noah can have a friend over on those days, too, so they’ll both be occupied and I can catch up on work. I’m going to talk to the daughter herself soon and see if she’d want to bring a friend along. Madison has a small fan club of 10/11 year old girls. It’s the perfect age for almost-babysitting, I think. They love to play house with a cute toddler and since I’ll be here, their age is not an issue. I figure I’ll either sit here outside or at the kitchen table depending on where they’re playing.
that quasi-babysitter scenario sounds great, good luck on that, and on the rewrites!
I wish we had sunshine here! or a deck!