A quiet day at home

We had another busy weekend. Rosy came to visit (yay!) and we went apple picking and had dinner with Grandma and other fun stuff. I have photos, but I’m going to post them another time. Right now I want to talk about today.

This morning was different. Our usual waking time, 6am, came and went. I got up at 6:15 (internal alarm, I guess) and Eve got up at 6:30 and joined me for breakfast. Shortly after 7:00 I went upstairs to wake up Lex. I opened the door, turned off the fan, took of his blankets… he kept sleeping. I rubbed his back for a minute (ok, mostly checking to make sure he was still breathing!) and told him it was time to wake up. Then I left. Ten minutes later I went back up and tried to pick him up. He was out hard! I told him it was time to wake up for school. He shook his head a bit and kept sleeping. I gave up. If he was that tired I figured he must need the sleep! I turned the fan back on, closed the door, and left him alone. At 8:30 he got up to use the bathroom, but insisted he was still tired and needed more sleep. At 9:00 he came downstairs and said he was hungry but wanted to go back to bed after breakfast. Weird. As we talked he told me that he didn’t want to go to gym class today (not the first time I’ve heard this!) and therefore wanted to just sleep all day and wake up tomorrow. Of course this didn’t really happen, but I did let him stay home today instead of bringing him to school late.

We had no plans for the day and at one point it occurred to me that it was just like the slower days, just the three of us home, playing all day. They played super well together. I played with them off and on, also getting some exercise and chores done. Lex was very lovey and made love notes to people. Very sweet. I have to figure out what’s going on with gym class, but to be perfectly honest it was really nice having him home today.

Tomorrow is library day and he’s excited for a new book, so I think he’ll be up bright and early :)

lunch

Doing a Hidden Pictures together at lunch time.

a love note to Eve

A love note to Eve

a love note to Eve - v2

Another love note to Eve

Rich and Poor

There are moments in life I wish I had a photographic memory. Tonight it was a video camera memory. Or the ability to blog directly from my brain. Ears -> brain -> blog. That would probably be dangerous.

“Let’s play a game I made up called Rich and Poor,” said Lex in the tub tonight. “The person with the most toys is rich and the person with less toys is poor.” They both agreed to the game and quietly divided up all the toys floating in the bathtub. When there was a clear divide between them Lex counted up the toys. “I have nine toys,” he announced, “and you have four. That means I’m rich.” Eve agreed and declared herself poor. I waited for a moment to see where this was going, noticing that they didn’t seem phased to be rich or poor. Nor did they assign a goodness or badness to either word. Just words. After a moment Lex said, “Ok, now the person who is poor gets more toys,” and began handing over his toys to her. :) They took turns handing toys back and forth to each other, stopping to count each time and decide who was rich and who was poor. After a few turns Lex noticed that each time he added up his toys and her toys he came up with the number 13, so it must be a math game. He likes math games. They continued playing the math game for a few more minutes and then got out of the tub.

I asked him where he heard about rich and poor and he said he just made them up. Doubtful, but it’s fascinating to see and hear the things he comes up with. I never know if it’s from school, classmates, books, etc. Definitely one of the more interesting parts of parenting. :)