So it was Thursday, which you think would have been easier on Mommy and Daddy - but unfortunately, this has been an awful week for Mommy and her health. For some reason, her digestive troubles are back - despite the fact that she's been watching her diet closely. On top of this, Madison came home a bit wet, and even had another incident at ballet practice this afternoon.
It was a bummer of a day. And it's easier for me to put a positive spin on it, because I'm not the one who is going through any severe endurance test. My spin: this is the big battle before the breakthrough. We have to believe in things like that to keep our spirits up.
Madison did her homework as usual, followed by some piano practice. She's gotten proficient with "Mary had a Little Lamb" with two hands. This is the only song Daddy ever knew how to play on the piano for ages - that is, until we started taking this class together. Seriously, we pretty much learn to play piano together, and this is the perfect speed. I don't care if it takes years: we'll both practice at the same time, and in about five years, I might be good enough to play "Chopsticks!"
So Labor Day is here again - this weekend. It's the end of summer, although our definitions of "summer" are pretty broad. Technically, summer doesn't end until September 22nd. But the old way of thinking is that summer starts on Memorial Day, and ends on Labor Day. That coincided with the school seasons where we lived - it was always after Labor Day when we went to school.
But Madison started school essentially at the beginning of August. And for us, it felt like the end of summer was pretty much when she went back to school. Our mechanics and way of thinking shifted dramatically as we started thinking about piano, ballet, and of course the different tasks related to school. The biggest one, of course, involves getting up at 6:02 each morning. There's significance in choosing that particular time - a reference to "Mary Poppins."
Unlike Mr. Banks, however, Daddy doesn't quite get a surge of deep satisfaction when the alarm goes off. The life we lead changed quite a bit with school, and although it took some getting used to, we're almost there. Madison for her part is enjoying school very much, looking forward to each day. She also looks forward to spending time at home too, which is nice to hear. But we have our routines, and much earlier bedtimes as well.
Before leaving this blog for the day, a word about spiders: It's the season of the writing spider. We don't have any messages written yet, but we do have some amazing accomplishments. If we could hand out awards, we would. These spiders spin out cables of silk vast distances, from tree branches several feet away all the way to the house, all over an area nine feet above ground. Each morning, we discover some new ginormous web, complete with a ginormous spider in the middle of it. You could be walking along thinking there is NO WAY a spider could put a web here in this big open space, but you'd be wrong. Twenty feet away is the beginning of a rope of sticky silk, descending down and as taught as a trip wire - and at eye level. If we didn't know any better, we'd suspect these spiders are going after slightly larger prey.
Hopefully it isn't the chipmunks. We have a few under our porch - there's one we see frequently, just standing there on the porch, enjoying the view. That is, until we approach the door from the inside. We usually spot him from the great room, pointing him out to one another. So far, no music from him. This isn't a singing chipmunk, unfortunately.
But that hasn't stopped us from listening to the Chipmunks. Did we mention that we were given several Alvin and the Chipmunk records? Yes, we have them at the house now, and yes, Madison has been listening to a few. One CD she has not listened to yet is "Urban Chipmunk."
Daddy got this one a few years ago, because he had it when he was Madison's age. That's when it was a record. But I got it as a CD now, pretty much an impulse buy. I'll probably start playing it in the car on the way to school in the mornings. It's essential listening! It's still one of my favorites - such a fun sing-a-long from Alvin, Simon, and Theodore. It's hard to pick a favorite song out of the bunch, but what happened to "Luckenbach, Texas" on the CD release? It was on the record release, but got pulled in favor of a newer "Boot Scootin' Boogie." Still, the entire thing is classic to hear for me. Jerry Reed's bit on the song "Lunchbox" is still lots of fun. Madison sort of likes the Chipmunks, so there's my window to pop in some music that I like too. Yes, Mommy and Daddy are still big kids at heart!
And with that, I suppose it's time to hit the dusty trail on this post. It's time to get to sleep - we've got to get enough sleep tonight because tomorrow comes pretty early. At 6:02, to be precise!
It was a bummer of a day. And it's easier for me to put a positive spin on it, because I'm not the one who is going through any severe endurance test. My spin: this is the big battle before the breakthrough. We have to believe in things like that to keep our spirits up.
Madison did her homework as usual, followed by some piano practice. She's gotten proficient with "Mary had a Little Lamb" with two hands. This is the only song Daddy ever knew how to play on the piano for ages - that is, until we started taking this class together. Seriously, we pretty much learn to play piano together, and this is the perfect speed. I don't care if it takes years: we'll both practice at the same time, and in about five years, I might be good enough to play "Chopsticks!"
So Labor Day is here again - this weekend. It's the end of summer, although our definitions of "summer" are pretty broad. Technically, summer doesn't end until September 22nd. But the old way of thinking is that summer starts on Memorial Day, and ends on Labor Day. That coincided with the school seasons where we lived - it was always after Labor Day when we went to school.
But Madison started school essentially at the beginning of August. And for us, it felt like the end of summer was pretty much when she went back to school. Our mechanics and way of thinking shifted dramatically as we started thinking about piano, ballet, and of course the different tasks related to school. The biggest one, of course, involves getting up at 6:02 each morning. There's significance in choosing that particular time - a reference to "Mary Poppins."
Unlike Mr. Banks, however, Daddy doesn't quite get a surge of deep satisfaction when the alarm goes off. The life we lead changed quite a bit with school, and although it took some getting used to, we're almost there. Madison for her part is enjoying school very much, looking forward to each day. She also looks forward to spending time at home too, which is nice to hear. But we have our routines, and much earlier bedtimes as well.
Before leaving this blog for the day, a word about spiders: It's the season of the writing spider. We don't have any messages written yet, but we do have some amazing accomplishments. If we could hand out awards, we would. These spiders spin out cables of silk vast distances, from tree branches several feet away all the way to the house, all over an area nine feet above ground. Each morning, we discover some new ginormous web, complete with a ginormous spider in the middle of it. You could be walking along thinking there is NO WAY a spider could put a web here in this big open space, but you'd be wrong. Twenty feet away is the beginning of a rope of sticky silk, descending down and as taught as a trip wire - and at eye level. If we didn't know any better, we'd suspect these spiders are going after slightly larger prey.
Hopefully it isn't the chipmunks. We have a few under our porch - there's one we see frequently, just standing there on the porch, enjoying the view. That is, until we approach the door from the inside. We usually spot him from the great room, pointing him out to one another. So far, no music from him. This isn't a singing chipmunk, unfortunately.
But that hasn't stopped us from listening to the Chipmunks. Did we mention that we were given several Alvin and the Chipmunk records? Yes, we have them at the house now, and yes, Madison has been listening to a few. One CD she has not listened to yet is "Urban Chipmunk."
Daddy got this one a few years ago, because he had it when he was Madison's age. That's when it was a record. But I got it as a CD now, pretty much an impulse buy. I'll probably start playing it in the car on the way to school in the mornings. It's essential listening! It's still one of my favorites - such a fun sing-a-long from Alvin, Simon, and Theodore. It's hard to pick a favorite song out of the bunch, but what happened to "Luckenbach, Texas" on the CD release? It was on the record release, but got pulled in favor of a newer "Boot Scootin' Boogie." Still, the entire thing is classic to hear for me. Jerry Reed's bit on the song "Lunchbox" is still lots of fun. Madison sort of likes the Chipmunks, so there's my window to pop in some music that I like too. Yes, Mommy and Daddy are still big kids at heart!
And with that, I suppose it's time to hit the dusty trail on this post. It's time to get to sleep - we've got to get enough sleep tonight because tomorrow comes pretty early. At 6:02, to be precise!
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