Picking up my granddaughter, Quinn, from kindergarden requires a good book which I didn't think to bring, so I am passing the time by writing for my blog. It's my first time for picking her up, and even though I arrived 20 minutes early, two lines of cars already pack Pearl Street as drivers wait to pick up the students of St. Francis De Sales Elementary School. I am in the kindergarden line right next to the curb as per my instructions. Quinn will be released at 2:35, ten minutes earlier than all the other students. I am hoping to be able to leave after she's safely buckled in, but I'm starting to feel a bit trapped as the cars continue to line up behind, next to, and everywhere.
Why am I picking up Quinn? One would have to ask Quinn who called on her own last night to ask me to pick her up. She knew the right time for me to arrive, and I said ok.
I checked with Mom and Dad today and they knew nothing about it. Quinn's arrangements for this afternoon were strictly so she could get some time with Grandma and PapPap. How sweet is that! I did remind Jason that she had actually asked him about the time while Quinn and I were on the phone and then he vaguely remembered. She's a cutie and bit of a con artist! We love having her around!
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
The Great Sweater Migration
The biannual (or is it biennial ) Great Sweater Migration has begun. Twice a year, in spring and fall, my sweaters migrate from both the hall closet and my bedroom closet to the shop. Each cool morning I grab a sweater to wear to work, take it off and hang it on the back of the shop door, and leave it there. By the time I head home, it's 10 to 20 degrees warmer and I don't need a sweater.
Currently, I have white, tan, grey, and red sweaters hanging on the door. Not to worry, I still have many at home to make the journey. For some reason, cardigan sweaters often are a gift of choice from my family. Hanging in the closet are two more tans, one white, and at least three black sweaters waiting for their migration to the shop.
Occasionally, a lightweight jacket joins the migration but it is usually less receptive to being left behind at the shop and may migrate to the backseat of the van and simply ride back and forth each day. The two most receptive to this are my jean jacket and my green OU hooded jacket. Both of which work well at football games later in the fall. My heavier jackets and coats usually don't join the journeys until early in Spring when I start leaving them in the car.
Periodically of course, I take all the sweaters off the back of the shop door and all the coats out of my car and take them into the house. But they continue to seem restless until full winter or summer has arrived.
Currently, I have white, tan, grey, and red sweaters hanging on the door. Not to worry, I still have many at home to make the journey. For some reason, cardigan sweaters often are a gift of choice from my family. Hanging in the closet are two more tans, one white, and at least three black sweaters waiting for their migration to the shop.
Occasionally, a lightweight jacket joins the migration but it is usually less receptive to being left behind at the shop and may migrate to the backseat of the van and simply ride back and forth each day. The two most receptive to this are my jean jacket and my green OU hooded jacket. Both of which work well at football games later in the fall. My heavier jackets and coats usually don't join the journeys until early in Spring when I start leaving them in the car.
Periodically of course, I take all the sweaters off the back of the shop door and all the coats out of my car and take them into the house. But they continue to seem restless until full winter or summer has arrived.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Fall Blues
What's new this year is that Kai and Quinn are in school at St. Francis Elementary-- Kai in 5th grade and Quinn in Kindergarden. It's really convenient for their Dad to drop them off and pick them up; so sadly, Joe and I do not get to have them after school. Both are liking school and happy to wear uniforms and all the stuff that goes with going to a Catholic school. However, Joe and I have a bit of a void in our lives without grandkids every day.
We are filling it by getting on with the house repairs. We've contracted for new siding, new roof, new windows, new shutters, new doors, and new windows in the basement! Now we're looking for someone to repair or replace the decks. We're trying to be careful so the money doesn't run out before the repairs do! So far we are loving the new carpet in the bedrooms and the house looks better already just with the old trees gone!
Also I am trying to get over to see baby Jack as often as possible. We watched him on Sunday while Lisa and Jeremy had an afternoon on the pontoon boat with Laura and Jason. Kai and Quinn stayed with us to help out with Jack. It was loads of fun even if Grandma was a bit tired by the end of the day. I think it's easier to take care of a six month old Jack without the help of a 5 year old and 10 year old. I loved having them all there though! I just wish it could happen more often.
We are filling it by getting on with the house repairs. We've contracted for new siding, new roof, new windows, new shutters, new doors, and new windows in the basement! Now we're looking for someone to repair or replace the decks. We're trying to be careful so the money doesn't run out before the repairs do! So far we are loving the new carpet in the bedrooms and the house looks better already just with the old trees gone!
Also I am trying to get over to see baby Jack as often as possible. We watched him on Sunday while Lisa and Jeremy had an afternoon on the pontoon boat with Laura and Jason. Kai and Quinn stayed with us to help out with Jack. It was loads of fun even if Grandma was a bit tired by the end of the day. I think it's easier to take care of a six month old Jack without the help of a 5 year old and 10 year old. I loved having them all there though! I just wish it could happen more often.
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