Thursday, 10 April 2014

The desperate needy one

Almost two months!

I didn’t mean to stay away for so long. March got away from me and before I knew it, I was looking mid-April square in the eye.  Whenever I’m away for too long, a pile of posts builds up in my head and when I try to tease them out, separate one from another, and write the most pressing ones down, it never works out. The lesson I always come away with is that I need to keep up a regular rhythm. Because to be honest, I love writing here and I still dream of making this space better all the time.

We finished up with hockey (!) and swimming (!), enjoying very much this glorious break before soccer starts in May, and came away learning that the next time we sign Naveen up for any extracurricular activities it will be too soon – he refused to step one toe into the swimming pool with the other sea otters and after the third skating lesson, felt he’d learned all he needed to. When you add up the wasted expense, well I don’t have to tell you what that could have meant to my shoe collection.

Nothing spectacular has happened around here since I last wrote. 

I got tired of cursing the weather and wearily accepted that spring was likely not around the corner. We painted the upstairs bathroom and the spare room in an attempt to get the house ready for selling. Shaune and I are still negotiating (read he doesn't see why we can't stay one more year) the timing, but I'm feeling optimistic that we could be in a new home by (ahem) Summer's end.

Let's see, what else?

There were two very stressful days when Naveen refused to give up a pacifier he found amid the moving of furniture and laying down of drop cloths. I thought I'd gotten rid of every last one last summer!

I watched as Deaglan’s pants got shorter and Naveen’s saucy little mouth got bolder. That kid, well I don’t know what to make of him. His teachers often tell me that they wish there were a dozen just like him. Yet at home he’s the cause of so many of Deaglan’s unhinging moments.

He’s confident and entitled, chatty and bright. And unlike his older brother he is entirely frugal with his affection, leaving me too regularly feeling like the desperate, needy one in our relationship.  

I guess I can see how he might have his teachers at Daycare fooled. I mean look at that innocent-looking face.

And everyday I looked at this big, tall guy here.

And wondered where my baby went.

Oh, and I naively thought we could get a good family shot. I was sooooo wrong.