Three of my siblings (Em, Sarah, and Pablo) have birthdays over the course of five days - fiesta fiesta.
Ho-que ... onto today's skim material:
Not that any day is ever perfect but I've noticed that on the days that I put Sebastian in a far corner of the basement to keep him busy for 2.3 seconds .. ruuuuuuuun upstairs, prop the front door open, lug the stroller outside, unfold it, stop a now upstairs Sebastian from running outside and up the neighbor's wheelchair ramp to alert neighbor Gene that I want to chat about side of the house weeds for 56 minutes, grant Julia's request to sit on "Bashy's side" (the side he sat in ONE TIME during our first walk back in April), strap the boys in, strap my 5 year old iPod on, and go on a walk/run around the neighborhood .... the day is a little bit better for everyone.
I didn't go today and I'm sure Simon would L-O-V-E to rehash the phone call (phone calls are for emergencies only ... throat clear) he received around 1:55 pm to be pelted with bullet points alllllllll about my world that was on fire.
The stroller is a little bit too wide for sidewalks (if necessary on a busy road - it fits but I hate bumpy sidewalks that wake slumbering Theodores) so we run on the side of the street and if I had a penny for every car that super dramatically veered out of my way ... I could buy uno packo of Juicy Fruit. Yes, 25 cent for 25 car. Yesterday I stepped on a bird carcass and even the beat of Nelly bumping in my drums couldn't drown out the crunch of the beak (or was it the skull? I'll never know) under my shoe. One lady passed us, circled the block, came back around, rolled down her window and asked if she had counted correctly, "three whole children?" I made a big production about removing one of my ear buds to ask her to repeat the question that I'd already heard and answered, "Yes, three. And they are all whole." Smile and bud securely back in place.
(that sounds like I'm being a total b + itch ... I'm mostly not ... I was just about to start puffing up a hill and reallllllly needed the momentum of the downhill I'd just descended but ... how was she to know?)
I think my favorite favorite was on Sunday when everyone seemed to be outside moving, or doing yard work, or blowing bubbles, or taking in the residential traffic by lawn chair, a lady stopped me and asked if I was running a daycare. "Get it?" she cackled, "Running a daycare?" Got it. And yes - that was kind of funny and I'm jealous of your turquoise front door and manicured lawn that would make the prettiest Pinterest Board even prettier.
Julia's new thing is to ask if women with really short haircuts "are mans?" and this lady had a really cute cut so I'm sorry if Pixie heard Curious J but ... she did throw that gauntlet right into our laps.