As I sat down to update this blog I didn't really feel inspired. There isn't really anything new to mention and my head has been in such a fog lately. Why? Blame it on whatever you like, and you could be partially right. Lack of oxygen due to holding my breath for a lot of the day as Aidan teeters from one dangerous predicament to the next, fatigue from miles ands miles of pavement being covered as the day of THE MARATHON looms larger than life, synthetic hormones coursing through my veins after one nightmare week on birth control, nights of staying up far too late to watch the Dog Whisperer recorded on our cable channels, getting up far too early as I try and fail to beat Jayson and Aidan out of bed to give myself enough time to shower before they wake up, or could it be that because Jay has been home so often lately I have simply become lazy? Lazy brain. That's the most likely cause. So my head is in a fog lately because I have Lazy Brain Syndrome. Anyway, as I was saying...wasn't inspired...then I was...by something! What was it? I've completely forgotten. Instead, I'll just tell you some current events. Monday was Jayson's first day of soccer class. I am proud to report that Jayson was the best player in class, although since he was expecting more soccer playing involved (and less running on the lines of the field), he spent some time apart throwing himself down and pretending to get tackled. Very entertaining. He also thought the water breaks were ridiculous...a complete waste of time. Tuesday marked the beginning of his second week of school and he seemed surprised and a little disappointed. "I already went to school, last time!" Perhaps too much structure. He doesn't like it one bit when someone has the nerve to tell him that he needs to stop playing with one thing so that he can play with something else. On Tuesday night Jay and I went sailing with a couple of our new friends and Crystal spent the night and babysat for us. The next morning she came with us to Jayson's swim lesson and said she felt like a "rich" person because we were all so idle that we could sit around watching one 3 year old swim. I laughed. I does seem leisurely with three adults but when it's just me we usually come tearing in 5 minutes late and I practically throw Jayson in the pool to save the time of his walking to it. Just when Aidan and I get comfortable, Jayson is done. After the lesson we went to the Outlet mall where Crystal got an iron. Thursday was Jayson's first show and tell day and I wanted to be there, but they don't allow siblings to come to class so I was hoping he could tell me how it went but he seems to have blocked the entire memory from his mind. I feel like a huge piece of my experience as a mother has been robbed from me. I can't remember what we did on Friday, but on Saturday we went to the Burke Lake Park and rode the train. It was very exciting for us all. Aidan loved the flavor of the wooden seats and Jayson was in awe of the engineer who shook his hand and let him sit on the drivers seat. I've got to hurry away now...we're on our way to Crystal's house to have a picnic after church (where we were called to team teach the 7-8 year olds. They explained to us that they need two people due to the large volume of ADHD children in the class.) And another week begins...

New Snow Family Vocabulary

A certain three year old has been creating words lately and there's nothing like a silly made-up word to spice up our family conversations!

Head Betector: When you're flying with all your might you wear it to betect you from the bugs that get smashed.

Plinking: When you're worried, you just blink your eyes like this (blink, blink, blink) and that's just plinking.

Poober: When you go number two (also sounding remarkably similar to Pooh Bear).

Teeger: When you go number one (I don't know why bodily functions are named after our dear friends from Hundred Acre Wood, but this one sounds a lot like Tigger).



A Funny Conversation

Jayson was playing a computer game in which the keyboard keys simulate piano keys. I heard him playing, so I asked him,

"Wow, Jayson! Was that you!?"

Jayson,without even glancing up from the computer screen, said "no, that was just a funny smell."

Going Buggy!

Two of the most disgusting things that have ever happened to me happened twice in one day. I went to bed with my skin crawling. On Saturday morning I got back from my run to find Jayson entertaining Aidan in his crib again while Jay sawed logs. Jayson told me in so many words that Dad was sleeping and wasn't opening his eyes. How does he sleep through a three year old's attempts to wake him? I don't know...one of life's mysteries. Anyway, I needed to multitask so that I could get in an ice bath while my muscles were still warm. I decided to make a pot of oatmeal that everyone would like (except Jay, although he did manage to gag it down) and wouldn't take long. I cooked the oatmeal while doing five other things, tossed some brown sugar and raisins (perhaps my downfall) on top, and crammed it into every one's mouths as fast as I could. I thought there seemed to be little mini raisins mixed in. Whatever. It tasted great and filled us up. Aidan seemed to especially enjoy it. I left the oatmeal container (a cardboard cylinder) sitting on the counter while I showered. Half an hour later, I picked the container up to put the lid on and three little black beetles(?) fell out onto the counter to join the other three that were already scuttling away. Peering into the container, I discovered several more attempting to escape. Were those the mini raisins? Perhaps. Shortly after sanitizing and inspecting the pantry (nothing else that I could find thank goodness)I put Aidan into the bath. I put some bath toys in the water and sat down on the floor by the tub. Out of the corner of my eye I saw something writhing in the corner. A grub. A weevil grub I think. Now the gross part (no, eating them was not the worst of it). Aidan was happily sucking away on his bath toy and gave it a little squeeze. Out shot another grub! Grub is a less gross term for larva. After sanitizing the bathroom and throwing away all bath toys that squeeze water in and out of them (Bethany told me they were gross once, and I really should have listened.) I looked everything up on the Internet. The beetles looked most like Weevils indigenous to India, but were probably just regular old wheat weevils. We haven't come down with symptoms of E-coli infection, probably because I boiled them for so long before we ate them. I don't know how they managed to get on the bathroom floor. I feel like I am a pretty clean person, although now that we have two children I have slackened in some of my cleaning habits. I went to bed checking under my pillow for bugs and feeling like a naughty housewife. I just pray that Jayson doesn't mention it during show and tell or something.