My sister took off for points east on Friday. Sam is a little confused, but so far both kids are doing fine. (I’m not even sure Grace has noticed. Silly baby.)
I am still working Saturdays, and attempting to do some work from home during the week.
Tonight we start a new Deadlands game. I am running this one. I am totally underprepared.
This morning our bank emailed me an insufficient funds notice. I logged into our account to see what on earth had happened, and it showed that we have totally sufficient funds and there is no recent activity that could possibly be mistaken for insufficient funds. By remarkable coincidence, I have a credit union application sitting right here.
Grace has been wearing the Robin costume I made for her last Halloween. It is a little small, but honestly not that small. I am very impressed.
Yesterday when I was at work, Will took the children to the playground and Sam befriended a little boy in the way that most playground friendships happen: they chased each other around for a while. Later, Sam discovered that his friend had left and was heartbroken. When they picked me up hours later, he started crying and told me he wanted his guy. (To Sam, the world is made up of Guys and Bad Guys.) I am feeling like a total failure because I haven’t found a playgroup or anything like that for him and he needs one. We were doing really well when he was in riding lessons, but I can’t afford those now that he’s in speech therapy. I’ve found a semi-local unschooling group with park days, so I guess we’ll try that. Ugh. I hate this part of parenting. I have enough trouble with my own social life! Being responsible for theirs is so stressful for me and I am clearly no good at it.
I’m knitting away at my hat and should have an update to share later! I just need some decent light so I can take some photos.
And that’s the news from Lake Woebegone.