Today I spent some time going through the bin Mom and Dad brought up on Friday, throwing out bits that had long since lost their meaning, reminiscing through old journals and notes passed between friends in junior high and tuition statements from college. Among all of it, I found a card Mom and Dad had given to me during the awful year that was 6th grade. I remember getting it, and I remember crying because it said exactly what I needed to hear. I felt sad for the girl whose heart had been so broken that her parents even needed to find such a card, and so very lucky and loved that they had.
Monday, January 23
Our usual weekly routine was thrown off by late meetings I had scheduled for Tuesday and Thursday, so we went to Pearce today instead. Poor Elaina complained of a headache before we left, and it got worse as the evening progressed. She occupied herself for a bit with a stack of books and cuddles on my lap. Ellie, who usually occupies my lap during all waking moments when she's not playing or eating, got to cuddle with Josh. Thankfully, Elaina was feeling better by bedtime--nothing a little ibuprofen and My Little Pony couldn't cure.
Tuesday, January 24
My meeting, which was scheduled from 3-4, went from 3:15 to about 4:45. Ugh. It was definitely a long day. On the bright side, we had a nice dinner, and afterwards, Josh showed the girls a new My Singing Monsters game on the iPad, which they thought (think) was very enjoyable indeed.
Wednesday, January 25
After having Yuna for about 2.5 years, it seems Winston has finally had enough of his self-sequestering on the other side of the house. He's been sitting tentatively at the gate, so I decided to see how brave he'd become by placing his much beloved wet cat food on the other side. He has decided to be quite brave, indeed. As long as Yuna's on her leash and, as a result, can't express her unbridled joy at the possibility of having a cat to sniff, Winston will come out quite far to enjoy his dinner. This picture sums it up nicely, and amuses me, because Yuna so desperately wants to get to Winston, and he couldn't care less.
This morning we woke to the unexpected (and sadly uncommon this year, and last) sight of snowfall. It wasn't much, and it was gone before lunch, but how nice to see winter actually looking like winter for a change.
Friday, January 27
At the beginning of the year, I made it a point to put a lunch date on Josh's calendar at least once a month, and this month, it happened to coincide with Giles Day--the day we met 12 years ago this year. After running home to grab a couple of forms I forgot to send with the girls to school, we headed off for some sushi. The outing was fairly quick, but any time together is time well spent.
Saturday, January 28
Today we headed to Rockford to celebrate Zechariah's dedication on Sunday. It was a lot of fun, and I'd so been looking forward to the extra time with Rachel and her family and Mom and Dad. The girls clearly took advantage of the extra cousin (and Grandma-spoiling), too.
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