R’s birthday was a success. In reality, how could it not be? He got a cake, a party, and gifts. That is all what a newly four year old wants! But I’ll go in order.
On Friday night I picked them up from after care, brought them home. Saturday was spent in gymnastics, my Russian friend’s house, doing laundry, reading and napping. Yes, I napped! And so did R 😉
Sunday was R’s party. We got balloons for him, an ice cream cake, and pizza. His aunties (my friends who are really sisters) came over. One friend from his pre-school class. A few neighbor families we are close to. I thought is was a perfect amount of people. It was wonderful to see my son so happy!
Gifts. R received just a few toys, a table top game (shoots and ladders!), a few articles of clothing, and some cash. Whatever cash he got, we transferred it into his brokerage account. We do it for both kids on their birthdays.
He also got a “take me out” gift. In other words, an auntie will take him out and do whatever he wants. Example: his auntie B took him to get chocolate chip pancakes last year, a year prior they went to the zoo, and to TJ Maxx, from where they came back with toy cars that he picked. This year I am not sure what they will do, but we have to set the date. I am usually not present, and I don’t want to be present. I want R to have time with whoever is taking him out. Of course, there has to be a very high level of trust. L also received a gift like that from her auntie H, that she still needs to cash in.
Monday was MLK day, and it was cold but also kid of enjoyable. T rolled his eyes when I said I want to get out with the kids for a bit. We bundled up, and went for a very short hike.
On Monday night, the schools in the area called a two hour delay due to this snow storm. On Tuesday T left early in the morning for his flight. Meanwhile the snow is coming down. I am getting ready to go to work and to drop off the kids, and I am having chest aches because I am still- still!- coughing. And I am thinking “how can I be in two places at the same time?” Then I get a call from my district: “closed for the day.” Whew. That was such good news. Now I can drop off both kids and not stress about it!
You see, my district is up on the mountain so I wonder if the conditions up there were more dangerous. In my town, yes, it was snowing but not majorly.
The universe must have heard me. So the kids and I went to Panera for a while, then I dropped them off, came home, took some medicine, and lied down. Oh and I saw a fox!🦊
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