Wow, I missed 3 days in a row! Sunday hardly counts but I think Monday and Tuesday were lost to excessive activity and a mild cold that stole all other ambition I had.
I am still packing slowly slowly. I only have a limited amount of space and 2 entirely different major things to pack for where the only intersecting items are basically underwear…. It also shows that we have not done much SCA in a while since I am missing a few of my favorite things but nothing I can’t live without.
Yesterday was a milestone end day for Niamh. She is going to her very last day of daycare. Since we are leaving Friday for a month we will be back a week before she starts real school so no point in her going back that last week. She has been in Room For Growing since she was 12 weeks old, almost exactly a full 5 years ago. She is excited and happy to have a special day but she is also sad. The other morning she crawled into bed with me at 6:30 all teary eyed about how she will miss her friends and why do they all have to go to different schools. Honestly I don’t know… I wish more would be going to the one we choose but everyone had the same options as me and they made their choices. We went to visit her new school again yesterday, we dropped off paperwork and gave the office cupcakes. ( I don’t think it hurts to be extra nice to the front desk). We played on the playground for a while and then went to Target to pick out treats for her last day. I think September will have hard moments but she will be just fine. I don’t know if I wrote it already but a few weeks ago I asked her if she wanted me to have lunch at her school with her. She said “Yes! but not the first day, I have to figure it out on my own first.”. We must be doing something right.
Wednesday was also an anniversary for me and my workout. It was one year ago that I started the awesome boot camp and I am very glad I found it. The woman who told me where and when no longer works out there but that is the way things go I guess. I’ve met a ton of nice people as well as gained the ability to do a pushup. I’ll miss it when I’m gone and hopefully Fiona remembers Dan when we get back…
Tomorrow is packing and leaving day and then driving all day Saturday to hopefully arrive at Pennsic 10pm. After that I don’t know what I’ll be posting so just in case, consider this good-bye for a week 🙂
PS to any stalkers, we have a house sitter
I’m bragging here but today the weather was so AWESOME! 75-80 degrees and 10% humidity – sunny and a decent breeze so we had to get out and do something. We decided to finally try geocaching at a state park near by that has loner GPS units.
The kids were very into treasure hunting and were troopers about walking. We do walk about half a mile daily so they didn’t really bat an eye and I used the awesome baby backpack for Fiona so we could hike with ease. The state park trail of 4 waypoints was very easy since nothing was off trail but the trails were still not stroller friendly.
It almost felt like cheating since I was hiking and not sweating. I remember my most adventurous hiking trip with a boyfriend and I think I sweat 90 pounds off and we could not find the official camp site but I could not move another step so we put up the tent. Today I hardly sweat a bit even with a baby strapped to my back.
There were stressful moments when the girls were fighting over who got to hold the GPS but overall they were pretty interested in the process. It is pretty educational if you think about it. There are numbers to read constantly and then distance to talk about. They loved figuring out what way to go at an intersection and following the arrow on the right path. There were grassy paths and paths in the woods and true to the rangers word there was no need to go off trail.
I like that the park made the trail go to some pretty gorgeous spots and they also included rest areas so now I can say I’ve nursed on a hiking trail.
We are definitely going again. I love having a walk in the woods with a purpose
This particular hike was at William O’Brien and took under 2 hours and that included a bathroom break and a wrong turn, two snack stops and walking at the speed of Zoe.
ps. Thanks to my Uncle Phil for teaching me how to take timer pictures using a backpack and a tree.
pps. for the record the girls and I only walked half way back, Lars went adult speed and met us with the car on the way back
The other night Fiona went to sleep super early and we keep all the kids clothing in that room. I’m sure that isn’t super common but I like getting all 3 of them dressed in the same location and putting laundry away in one place etc. Anyway, I forgot to get PJ’s out of the room and Fiona is easy to wake up so I gave the girls tank tops of mine to wear. I just could not resist giving them ‘their’ tank top so anyone recognize these?
They look so big and little all at the same time! I know I should knock wood by saying it is a never ending timeline but wouldn’t it be sweet if they ended up wearing these tanktops as adults? In their own belly shots? I could only be so lucky.
For the record Niamh recognized them and was totally into it and Zoe was like “what? huh? I just woke up and you want me to stand exactly here in the downstairs bathroom? Whatever, fine, give me apple juice and I’ll do anything”
Our ‘vacation’ is coming up and I’m working my way up to being excited about it. I use little ” ” around vacation because Pennsic, while a fantastic experience in general sometimes takes hindsight to find it fantastic…. I have been going every year except for 2 since I was 5 years old so there is a good chunk of tradition and nostalgia in it for me. I remember it smaller, I know every street by heart and know 85% of the traditional spots for people. I grew up there, from playing on the playground to hanging out with the kids, to sneaking into parties, to plain old going to parties. Lars has been going since he was 16 and he fell in love with the mass battles and the fighting and the fighting and the talking about fighting on the field and the parties where you would talk about fighting (sense a theme?).
The last time I went to Pennsic it was not 100% fun because I had a 1 and 3 year old and pregnant with #3. Lars was still in the “I am 21” mindset and I was tired. It was with sorrow and relief that we didn’t go last year but now I have to figure it out with 3 kids. Lars and I have talked about how we need to enjoy the Pennsic of now, not try and relive the dubious years between 16-24. I also have a line on someone who will help mind the children daily. I am also far more used to the day to day needs of the kids but we will be away from the air conditioning and internet that they have grown used to. I’m soliciting my mom for help bringing the more bulky things so we will have a smidgen of comfort in the car and I hope those preemptive measures will help.
Not to sound down on this, I am just cautiously optimistic. I am pretty set with clothing, I’ve already begun the pennsic pile where I pile up all the things that will need to go into the car. I have reservations for the night we will spend on the road and the hotel has a great little kids waterpark that I plan on tiring the kids out on while Lars sleeps in a bit. Once the drive is behind us and we have arrived I know I will be overjoyed to see everyone I missed last year plus my parents.
Between now and then I have a lengthy to-do list but I’m nibbling away at it. I have a house sitter arranged and I’m trying to prepay all the bills. I need to finish Niamh’s school enrollment package and run a few MOM’s club events but then I’ll be ready to go!
Ps. I know my opinion of Pennsic has evolved but here are some old posts;
there are more if you use the search window but I’m just linking 2 here
PPS. Niamh is now the same age I was at my first Pennsic