The title pretty much sums it up.
We spent 3 hours at a playground yesterday. And it was constantly walking from around one area to the other to check on my girls as they just spread out across the playground.
I didn’t even try to corral them because it wasn’t done. Just let them go and kept an eye on them.
I don’t have this great need to look at my past and wonder where I’d be if I taken one route for another.
I don’t know if that makes me unique, normal, abnormal, whatever. I know the path that got me here and I’m glad for all the ups and downs that led me here.
I can honestly say I’m pretty content with my life. Again I don’t know how that compares to other people, but I suspect I do less reminiscing than most people.
We visited a park on Sunday that was in Sam’s hometown. It is her 100% favorite childhood park. Lots of memories for her and she was finally able to share.it with me and our girls.
And it was nice too. Beautiful day, if a little chilly. Quiet, not too busy. Pretty ideal for us to visit because we don’t have many reasons to visit Sam’s hometown, and don’t know when we’d have the chance again. The park has changed a lot from what Sam remembered. Not in a good or bad way, but was just different.
On the way there Sam pointed out places and memories that are important to her. We had, for a brief moment, considered moving there and Sam asked if I thought we could have made it work. I replied that we could have – which is the truth. But I think we could make just about anyplace work.
Visiting my hometown is different for sure. I have family there – which is always the driving force for a visit there, but Sam’s parents have passed and her brothers live elsewhere. So a visit to her hometown is filled with mostly memories, not people.
What’s that saying, you can never enter the same stream twice, or something like that.
We played robot villains today. I was a Tickle Robot and chased Marceline and Edith around the house.
Marceline was in her Supergirl costume and would “freeze” me with her freeze breath.
Marceline isn’t good at understanding where sounds are coming from. I hid in a closet and when she was right outside the closet door I yelled “I’m hiding in your room,” and she ran to her bedroom while I moved hiding spots.
It was pretty glorious.
Marceline turned 4 yesterday. Sam said 4 was a big birthday. Now I don’t remember that being the case, but I’m not one to tone down a birthday unless it’s my own.
We let Marceline pick her meals today. Donuts for breakfast, the morning playing at a library, ate lunch out and got to celebrate her birthday at preschool with her.
Sam made and frosted a cake. Homemade buttercream frosting wasn’t up to her standards, but I thought it tasted and looked fine. Besides we haven’t made buttercream frosting in a long time.
Marceline’s cake was blue with yellow frosting sunflowers and decorated with strawberries and blueberries.
Her big present was a new bicycle with training wheels and lights. It took us about an hour of playing outside to realize that the reason the light strips weren’t bright was because we hadn’t removed the steps of stickers covering the lights.
Shocking how much of a difference that made. But Marceline didn’t seem to care either way.
She feels asleep pretty easily, a sign of a good day for sure.
I want to my local city council to find out why our street that has been scheduled to be repaid for the last 2 years but continually put off for budget concerns who wasn’t on the press release for repaving this year.
Despite being a principal having to talk in front of crowds and many occasions, I don’t enjoy public speaking. But I was annoyed enough to want to go and do this.
I did my research, it’s been 28 years since our street was last paved. I was in high school three states away when it happened. Since then it’s only been patches here or there.
I even drove down the streets that was listed as the ones being repaved this year. They’re all in better condition than our street.
I told them how our girls can pick up on chunks of our road and multiple places when we go for walks. And that no digging is required. You can just reach down and pick up the road. I told him it’s not fun to have to tell your kid to put the road down.
I also knew the excuses they were going to use. Which they did.
Our street is a cul-de-sac off a cul-de-sac. Not a through street. Through streets are the priorities I was told.
Last year budget concerns were the reason that we weren’t repaved. It was “bad.”
This year they said they are really hoping they might be able to attach repaving our street onto the budget for a large repaving. A few streets over. But no guarantees.
What it comes down to is that our cul-de-sac and the cul-de-sac it is attached aren’t worth it to repave unless they are doing some other street repaving in the vicinity. Which most nearby streets have been repaved recently.
So we’re screwed.
Yay.
I don’t keep a lot of Legos around. Two little daughters will make you hide a lot of stuff.
But I keep two little Legos on my desk all the time. They both come from a Lego Star Wars Advent Calendar from 6 or 7 years ago
One is a Gronk Droid and the other an AT-AT Walker. Both are just awesome and are some of the little things that just make me happy.
After being on my desk as a principal for several years, it makes me happy to have been able to bring them home and keep them on my desk here at home. I don’t even mind that my daughters play with them, just that they make it back to my desk.
Today has been a good day so far. Ran 4 miles. Took the girls to the park. Cleaned a little and have time to draw and post. Solid day and it’s only 1:30.
