Rob’s sched has been totally brutal. The worst. Whenever this happens, I think, “We’re fine. We’re fine. We’re fine. Oh man, we are not fine. Things are unraveling fast!”
I don’t know how or why this happens. I start the rotation off feeling like such a hero-woman-of-the-year-parent, and then BAM-pit of despair. This never fails to be my cycle.
So as the pit starts to loom, and I feel it coming, I try to think of fun things to do with the kids. And yesterday it was this: I had planned to simply take them to the farmers market and get some veggies for the week. But this particular market, which I had never before been to, sits in front of this beautiful conservatory. First, we did our shopping. EBug flipped over the vegetables. She kept talking about green beans being her favorite food. (???) All people within earshot were super impressed. This almost made up for the humiliation I suffered at the pediatrician’s office earlier that same day when during the checkup E asked, no less than ten times, for McDonalds. (???) E declared these icees to be “delicioso!”
Then it was time to see some plants. Really beautiful stuff. Don’t worry, that stain came out. The plants were being misted. Ev kept asking to “walk through the dust.” I feel like RB has been going lots of places with us recently. It’s funny the stuff I don’t notice until I look at pictures. It was a delightful afternoon with these two. If I’m often gonna be doing this parenting thing solo, I couldn’t ask for better kids to do it with.