- My husband is not allowed to fast two meals in a row now, on my orders. Our church is asking us to fast on Wednesdays, and on his way home, he had a fender-bender because he was too light-headed to concentrate. He's always been this way when he doesn't eat--at one point he was tested for hypoglycemia, but he doesn't have that. Just a high metabolism that needs calories. (We should all be so lucky, right?) He's going to give up TV instead. I don't think he'll have a wreck from going without TV!
- My children have tiny feet. Miss Pink, who's 6, is still technically in a toddler size. I bought her two pairs of sandals at a giant resale event, and they are both too big. I only paid $11 for the two but I thought I had that base covered and now we have to find some more. I'll have to save these and hope she can wear them later. As for Mr. Blue, he hasn't grown out of his shoes in months, but I know we're going to wake up one morning and none of his shoes will fit. Probably on Easter morning. And did you know they don't make many choices for little boys' dress shoes? Unless you want to pay more than I do for my shoes, which I don't want to do!
- I bought a Swiffer and it worked pretty well on my hardwood floors. It doesn't pick up all the bigger pieces of food my
animalschildren drop under the table, but using it during the week was easier than getting out the broom, and kept the floor looking better until I did sweep and mop. I realize this is not exactly a new product, but I'm glad I got one.
- I'm getting better at remembering to let Mr. Blue do things for himself, whether it's snapping his jeans or getting a waffle out and toasting it. I sit on my hands (almost literally) and talk him through whatever he's trying to do, maybe pointing what he needs to grab. It works much better. Of course, he still screams the house down sometimes when I forget, or if he wanted to do something but didn't TELL me he wanted to. That's when I repeat under my breath, "It's only a phase, it's only a phase..."