What I'm up to:
*My neck in laundry. I do it just once a week all at once, at least 10 loads. I know that's not how you're "supposed" to do it, but that's the only way I can ever feel finished with it. I've tried it other ways, two days a week or one load a day, but it just doesn't work for me.
*Potty-training two strong-willed girls. See last post.
*Yearbook Chair for our K-8 School. I earned this post by signing up for the committee and saying I'd chair it if no one else wanted to. This entitles me to attend those coveted PTA meetings each month. I was so excited when I got 10 people to sign up for the committee. Monday was our first meeting. Attendance: 2. Excitement gone.
*Dealing with a Frustrating School Schedule. The charter school we go to is building a new school (just a block from our house -- hooray!), but because of contruction delays we have to go to the old school (3 miles away -- grrr!). Because there is not room for everyone at the old school, we've been relegated to a MWF schedule for K-3 grades, and a TThS schedule for the 4-8 grades. It was supposed to last just 2 weeks, but this week we were told there were more delays and our official moving date is next Saturday. I'm thinking odds are 10 to 1 that next week we are informed of more delays. Take it from someone who lives a block away from the new school. It won't be done.
*In the meantime, I have all the kids home on Tuesdays and Thursdays and I can't seem to get into the flow of things.
*I started a playgroup on Tuesdays for the twins.
*I met with two other moms yesterday and we planned fun field trips to take with our preschoolers. Twice a month Thursday afternoons, we'll be headed out to see the world, or at least visit a few parks, pet some animals, and have some fun. In just 90 minutes, we planned 16 events -- through next May. Aren't we efficient?
*I got my visiting teaching organized. 2nd Sunday, at 10:30, 11, and 11:30. I even made up fliers for all the people we visit and the gal who goes with me. Only trouble is, the gal who goes with me just informed me that Sundays don't work for her. Darn.
*I got the twins into preschool starting October, then got kicked out of that preschool. Who knew that you could get kicked OUT before you even started? And no, the teacher hadn't heard about my twinadoes, it was a simple matter of their birthdays. This preschool is run by our local high school child development children and wants the students to be 3.5 by October. The twins aren't that age until December. She told me she'd let me in if there was space, and then I got in. On Wednesday, I got an email saying they were no longer in, but that they could do the February session.
*I've been organizing every room in sight. Or at least trying to. DH promised in May that if he hadn't built me bookcases by the end of the summer, I could buy all I wanted. Well, I wanted more, but I settled on 4 very cheap bookcases a few weeks ago. I brought them home, assembled them, and proceeded to open all our boxes of books. Perhaps it's silly, but it was was like greeting old friends to pull out and line my shelves with volume after volume. I'd forgotten about some great books I owned and I saw some I'd always meant to read but hadn't gotten around to yet. I even found about 10 books on twins I'd bought from our local twins club. I haven't seen them since the twins were still babies. That was back when I knew what I was doing. I'm humbler now and hoping I can figure out this mom-of-twins thing.
*I'm enjoying the twins much more at age 3 than at age 2. They are a bit more reasonable and there aren't quite as many fights, though Sarah has claimed ownership of certain tasks in our home. She throws a fit any time she is not allowed to say the prayer at meals. The ironic thing is her whispered prayers aren't even audible to most of us. She also insists on opening the door any time the doorbell rings. Allison wants this job as well, with the result that anyone who visits my house arrives to mayhem, as Sarah and Allison fight over the doorknob and then one of them collapses onto the floor screaming. There goes any chance of any visitors thinking I have it all together. From their perspective, I'm sure it's quite comical.
*Gymnastics for Joey & Lillian on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I thought I was being such a nice mom signing them up for 8 weeks of lessons, but Joey has complained about how hard it is from day 1, and last night, I literally had to push Lillian out the door to get her to go. They both loved it last time, I promise!
*Dealing with rocks, rocks, rocks. Joey has been collecting them since our trip to Armenia in April. Grandpa Bartholomew has taken Joey fossil hunting since, with two effects. The first is that Joey adores Grandpa and thinks he knows everything there is to know about rocks. The second is that my disorganized little boy suddenly has a neat collection of rocks and I find rocks throughout the house in all sorts of odd places. To his credit, that's also due to the fact that the twins have decided rocks are cool. Allison likes to carry one or two with her everywhere. I finally found a carrying case and helped Joey organize his favorites.
*Enjoying having Bartholomew Grandparents around. Lillian & Joey have spent the night at their house a time or two. This week, Joey went to Grandpa's house on Tuesday, then drove 12 hours with him to California to pick up Grandma. They came back Thursday morning. I arrived home from the library to find them in the living room. Joey was surrounded by, you guessed it, a bunch more cool rocks.