Friday, May 12, 2006
How in the world does the week go by so quickly? Dave's been gone since Sunday night and I feel like I've been going nonstop every since...problem is I need a few more hours each day. Hmmm...now that I think about it, more hands would be better than more hours. Not likely that God's going to change the 24 hour setup anyway, right? I'm beginning to like the cloning idea.
Know how busy our last weekend was? Well, that continued this week. Now I feel like I could sleep for weeks. Dave managed to time his trip when a "big project" was due. Jordan was assigned a Greek Mythological figure. She dressed like the character, did research on the character, and then made puppets and a makeshift background to do the performance. This was all for a pull-out classroom so the regular homework continued on top of this assignment. I don't do the project, but someone has to take the child to Walmart and finally say, "Are you going to do a poster project, a speech, or something else? What supplies do we need to get?" Of course, in true Jordan fashion she chose the "something else". I should learn to just cut on the hot glue gun when one of these project assignements arrive.
Grace can officially be called a Daddy's Girl. From the time Dave left she called his name -- Dada -- throughout the house. On Monday the lawn people came. When Grace heard the noise outside she dashed to a window and began to yell his name to the poor man cutting our grass. I pulled her away from the window and told her that Dada flew to Maryland on a plane and would be back on Friday. (Do 22 month old kids keep a daytimer?) So each time she hears an airplane pass she jumps to her feet, points to the sky, and exclaims, "Dada home?"
This afternoon she was in a bit of a tantrum so I put her into timeout for a minute. (Literally a minute.) The girl is screaming her head off at me when she hears an airplane over her cries. She stops the tantrum and immediately does the "Dada there?" routine.
Mama will be happy to see Dada. ;-)