School out again... two days this week the kiddos either have had off or been sent home early because of mechanical problems at school. Day off was already highlighted in a post, was due to a water-main break... Today was an early dismissal because of a failed fire monitoring system. I don't envy the teachers and staff... the simple statement that the system failed turned into controlled chaos, with kids calling home, saying there was a fire, gas leak or that the school was going to blow up. We got the call and toots had me to the bat cave in seconds... demanding that I rush to school to retrieve the kiddos.. As I wrestled for a parking spot.. Guess everyone has a bat cave these days... cause it was packed... I found the kiddos and them some.. school to be perfectly intact and needless to say..all kids safe and sound.. great staff.. The kids are treating tonight like they are preparing for a snow day... keep asking did we get the call is school closed or not... do you think they fixed what was broken... ( as I write this.. they got their wish.. no school tomorrow...)If I unwrap work from my day, it was pretty good.. the baby staging area number one is complete in its full glory. I reconstructed, solidified and modified the bassinet to Toot's specs... It is sure to withstand the ages and be handed down for many more generations.. all the blankets, skirts, pillows and other window dressing looks fantastic...Dot is going to be in her glory... So Staging area one is complete.. I do believe staging area two will be easier and more mobile... either in Toot's office or off the kitchen... I don't think I have seen the bedding for that... but I am sure it is somewhere and equally beautiful to area one. While on the topic of modification and safety... Little Guy pulled a little guy move today... for years he has been swinging on the post of Big Sis's four poster bed... ( Yes in the words of Chris Rock.. keep'em off the pole..) today.. the thing we have told him 1000 times happened... he swung and the post came with him... all we heard was crash... than Little Guy running down the stairs and out the front door.. I knew what it was immediately.. by the time I got to the room... he was on his way back up the stairs.. hands over ears cause he didn't want to get yelled at... Lucky for him he split it cleanly.. I was able to rebuild and reconstruct... needs a little touch up but all is well... next time he swings on it he will be out the window...
Toots had a much better day today.. energy level back up and in full nesting mode again. She spent most of the day stretched out in her closet cleaning, moving and tossing... Since it was her stuff... I actually got of the hook.. didn't do much of anything.. moved a bin to the basement tonight.. best part of it.. since it was her stuff... I never heard.. why are you saving this.. what is this doing here.. you haven't worn this in years.. why are you keeping it... All I can hope is that she doesn't set her sights on my closet... because I will be forced to defend my stuff with stories and memories.. and I can only use I might wear it some day...once...
Tonight at softball, Big Sis and I stuck round a few extra minutes to watch her old team wrap up a game... As the parents shuffled by, a little girl all of 3 walked past Big Sis and I.. all dressed up and prancing... Big Sis, was all excited.. saying she couldn't wait until she could dress Dot up like that... Me..I was thinking how it was only yesterday that she was dressed like that... wearing red Dorthy slippers at Yankee game.. dancing around...
Counter talk... 17 days... 17 more days of walking on eggshells, wondering if every oooh or aww from Toots means the counter was wrong... right now the feeling is like a ball rolling down a hill.... it is moving fast but steady... trying to catch it is fruitless... cause it is way ahead of us... rolling...rolling... a mind of it's own.... their are lots of laughs as we try to chase it... and catch it.. but we will need to wait until it hits the bottom of the hill... even if we could get in front of it...it would change course only stopping when it is ready... Someone asked me tonight how much longer... when I told them they said no way... Toots doesn't look like she is 9 months pregnant.. That she looked fantastic... that person was right... 9 months in... and if she was sitting at a table.. looking at her you would be hard pressed to say she was pregnant...
Well I have come to the end again... save some words for tomorrow... I am sure it will be filled with stories of Little Guy's birthday party... 7 already...
Keep those cards and letter coming..
good night.. be good...
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