I am grateful for the nap I had with Farley today. He’s still a fairly avid napper, but he won’t be forever. Best to drink these kids in while one can, and I did today, and it was nice.
I am grateful for leftovers. It made dinner easy; otherwise, we we’re beat. I think it would have been hard.
I am grateful for my big boy’s understanding and gracious response upon learning that my little boy knocked over his plastic beadwork project, thereby destroying dozens of minutes of work. Cooper was upset, but he didn’t freak out at Farley too bad upon hearing the news.
I am grateful for a family style Friday night play date for our kids, complete with pizza, wine and beer for grownups, and great friends old and new.
I am grateful for the time I had at my old office. I packed it up last night after working there for the last day. It was a great spot, and man, I am going to miss that view!
I am grateful I don’t have to move my own office stuff for the impending office move. We had movers booked, at the last second, they bailed, now we have another crew booked instead. With my leg out of order, I am REALLY glad that worked out!
I am grateful for Vancouver island, just the way it is. My brother sent me this link, which has some interesting ideas about linking the island to the mainland with a bridge or tunnel. Reading it made me realize that my gut response to that notion would be that I’d prefer the existing ferry system. Not sure why that is, but it’s good to find you are happy with what you’ve got.
I am grateful for my folks, and my biggest, Coop, who by all accounts had a great day traipsing around town today.
I am grateful for a quiet day at the office. I ploughed through a fair amount of work, and me knee and brain found it to be a restorative experience after a busy weekend.
I am grateful for Farley’s ladybug costume from last Halloween. He loves it, and often requests to wear it to sleep in at night, which means we got this little nugget of solid video gold this morning. As he slumbers as I write this, he’s a ladybug.
I am grateful that I think my knee is getting better, or at least it’s not getting worse.
I am grateful for taco night, which is always a fiesta at our house, but even more so with my mom and dad and a few other family friends over. Julie made pico de gallo. there was cake. NOM NOM NOM!
I am grateful for kids playing quietly on the living room floor on a lazy Saturday morning. Spoiler alert, nothing happens in this video but quiet playing. The first 10 seconds is representative of the whole thing. This went on for an hour or so. If that’s not nice, I don’t know what is.
I am grateful for a visit from a garter snake in the garden today. Some people might not like snakes in their gardens. I do. Having grown up in Calgary, snakes were a rare but fascinating sight in my childhood, and I never saw one in our yard. I feel fortunate to have them in my garden. Not sure why, but I really do.
I am grateful for my folks, who come to Victoria to visit from time to time. The kids love having them around, and so do I. They come bearing gifts for them, and they buy us all dinner. They plant pansies in the garden, and surprisingly, they don’t freak out when there are garter snakes.
I am grateful for helpful kids getting bigger. We had bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwiches for dinner tonight (in and of itself, something to be grateful for). Coop expertly sliced all the tomatoes, with a big, sharp, serrated knife. I am grateful for the help, and I am grateful for the constant source of opportunity to marvel at the things kids can do that they couldn’t do yesterday ALL THE CUSSING TIME.
I am grateful that after a crazy, off the rails morning that I mostly was not grateful for (confused, rapidly deteriorating logistics, kids pissing in pants at especially infuriating moments), it didn’t start to rain until the very last moment before I parked my bike when I got to work. If it started earlier. I may have lost it; or at least howled while shaking my fists at an imaginary camera on a crane, pointing straight down at me from the sky.
I am grateful for gravlax. So dang easy to make. So dang delicious.
I am grateful for these nice, sunny, summery days as fall approaches. The rain, cold and grey skies will be here soon. I’m doing my best to enjoy this weather while it lasts. Seems trite to talk about the weather, but it cussing matters.
I am grateful for the cheap Campari tomatoes that are plentiful and cheap this time of year at the Root Cellar. I am also grateful for the delicious sauce they make when Julie blends them after roasting them in the oven with onion and garlic. Further, I am grateful there is tons of that in the freezer, to be enjoyed when the rain, cold, and grey skies come.
I am grateful for bike rides to school with Cooper. Today I am particularly grateful I managed to capture the thrill and fear that comes with screaming down a hill on a bike when you are 5 on video.
I am grateful that when the back stairs collapsed under me, I came away with nothing but a scrape. I’m not too excited about replacing the stairs, but I am grateful, VERY grateful, that it wasn’t worse. It sure could have been.
I am also grateful for the 7 year limit for how long you have to hang on to tax records. We’re decluttering to make way for a renovation in our basement, and it was with glee that I disposed of bank statements, receipts, and all that crap from 2000 until 2007. Dash you all to heck, posterity!
And I am grateful for the last half hour or so that the kids were up today. It’s too dang hot in the house, so we sat on the front step, where we could see the stage (albeit barely) and hear Deathcab for Cutie playing at the Rifflandia music festival a few blocks away. The sun went down, the sky got dark, the stars came out and so did the bats. It was a great way to wind down the day.
I am grateful for news I heard today from Julie about Coop. Several weeks ago, we started putting both boys down at the same time, in the same room. I told Coop that first night that Farley might cry and fuss, because he often does if he’s not asleep when we leave the room. I advised Coop to consider singing the alphabet song in that event. I didn’t think he would; honestly that night I was expecting the worst, but Farley calmed down about 30 seconds after I left and I figured peer pressure was making him just want to go to sleep. Today Coop casually mentioned to Julie that he sings Farley to sleep with the ABC song every night. Farley has been singing the ABC song non-stop lately, now I know why, and my heart melted with joy when I heard that. I told Coop I thought that was great. “Well, I do just do it to keep him from crying” he said. His motivations don’t change my heart melting state. The fact that Coop can offer that comfort to Farley, and the fact that Farley accepts it, is all I need to be really, really grateful for my family.
I am grateful for halloween costumes. Farley will be a monster. It’s early, I know, but that kid loves a costume and he was into it. The more he puts that on the better, in my estimation.
I am grateful for small fiddly improvements to my bicycle. I installed toeclips yesterday. It’s a world of difference. Pre-kid days, I used to sport clipless pedals, but with kids on the back I wasn’t willing to risk the catastrophic failure that would be toppling over with my feet still attached to the pedals. After years of missing them with standard pedals, I wonder why I didn’t just revert to the toeclips earlier. They make for a big improvement!