Mothering Many

I told the children today that we are not putting the tree up until the house is clean. Judging by the lack of hop-to-it-iveness, only one of them actually believes me. Nonetheless, I am committed. The house will be clean, and it will be clean before the tree goes up and if I have to do it myself, so be it. I have until the 13th of January when the extended family arrives to get my ducks in a row, and I figure 4-5 hours a day oughta take just about that long. Ok, maybe not that much, LOL.

I have a huge container of clothes set aside for goodwill, and will likely have several more. I have decided that if I am not actively waiting for a child to grow into something, it’s outta here: stained stuff to the garbage and good stuff to someone who can use it NOW. We have reached a crisis of space and something must give. I kinda like all the people, and so it must be some STUFF. Unless, of course, you have a hot tip on some Wilmington NC real estate, and then we can chat. Hurry up though, because tomorrow, I’m going back to it.

As for the weekend, I was up at 7am on Saturday, and I walked in the Christmas Parade with the Cub Scouts. Two miles. And that was two miles that I had intended to sit for, LOL. Here’s a picture of the float before the parade started. Did I mention I walked two unintended miles? Yeah, and also, I did not wear foot gear designed for such a walk. I ended up with a blister on the bottom of my foot.

After the parade, with it’s unintended two mile walk, we went skating with the church youth. Now do you see why the unintended walk was a big deal? Here’s photographic evidence of that excursion, so I can use it for a reminder later.

I was in bed by 8:45.

Sunday: church, run see Grandmother for probably the last time, grocery shopping, and church business meeting. I think I saw my husband for about 10 minutes, total, broken up into 3 segments, but I am not actually sure. Silly me, I thought the weekend was for relaxing!

Here’s Diva, making the “cheer face”. She’s 12.5, all that and then some. She enjoys writing and television and reading. She’s a little social butterfly, and enjoys interacting with others, as well as tormenting her brother. She is such a help to me, especially with the babies, and I’d be lost without her. I’m not quite sure where she got tall and thin from, but I’m happy for her. Usually.