Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
He looked both ways at each intersection I witnessed (I did not see them all). He had to wait through 3 green light cycles at the busiest interesection in town for a "walk" sign. I watched as he pushed the button repeatedly and threw his hands up in frustration. I saw him wave to a police officer. At one point, I watched him stop, look around and just taken in his surroundings before continuing on. I could not have been happier for him, to be 'out there', on his own, on this brief journey.
Coming on the heels of spending his first night away from home, a request for a cell phone, school dances, and Teen Night Drop-Off, I would say we are entering dead smack into the middle of Ethan's version of Teenagerhood. Go, E, go - literally.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
I am not an innate organizer, so I follow directions that I learn from magazine articles and organizationally gifted pals - 'put like with like' and 'make it easier to put away than to take out'. I put things we use more frequently in the most accessible places and the others in the harder to reach spots.
I told you I have issues.
Friday, May 20, 2011
which was just a carved out nook in the new kitchen amongst the boxes and furniture from the entire house. There was no where for the kids to sit, eat, play, or walk for that matter (on the newly refinished wood floors).
So, Just Jewelry Girl came to our rescue again. She invited us to spend some time at her vacation rental that she *happened* to have for the week - yeah! We did things like this...
This is an example of how homeschooling, in terms of a lifestyle, is a great advantage. We were able to just pick up and leave without the constraints of schedules and timeframes.
We did come home to a bevy of cabinets and appliances everywhere, which means an end *really* is in site. Painters and new windows come next week.In the midst of all this, Ethan hit a major milestone - he left for school today with plans for a 'boys only' sleepover at school! 5 friends, a baseball game, a movie, rockwall climbing and no mom & dad. Boy, that boy is growing up!
See what a difference a week makes!?!
Friday, May 13, 2011
Saying that we are displaced is an understatement. We spent the night at the Embassy Suites hotel. I say 'spent the night' to paint the most accurate picture - I did not want imply that anyone slept. Nope. The Costello's don't 'sleep' in hotels. They wander around, cry, toss, turn and carry on in all kinds of ways. And then there's the kids....
Sorry to complain so much, I don't mean to be ungrateful. I don't have the capacity to picture the finished product and how it will change how we live in our space. People that have been through a kitchen remodel and other forms of household chaos are able to encourage me that this will all be worth it - and then some - and I do believe them. I can't wait until I can encourage someone else with the same counsel.
Until then, I will be entertainging 4 boys at the Embassy Suites Hotel. Does that sound indecent?!
Monday, May 9, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
I have some flaws that make parenting particularly hard. Patience is not my strong suit, and I have a quick temper. I have a bad habit of saying things in anger and have been known to yell. As I work on finding better ways to handle situations that cause me the most problems, I have decided that one of the things I can do when I respond to my kids in a way that I wish I hadn't is to apologize. When I realize what I've done, I take a minute to make a true apology. "I am sorry I lost my temper and yelled at you" or "It's not true that you never pick up your clothes, I exagerrated" and "I am sorry I said &*$%". I make a point of making eye contact, even asking for it, if necessary. I tell them I am sorry, and ask them to forgive me. They always say that I am forgiven. Sometimes it is a segway into deeper discussion about something more that is going on in our family and sometimes, it's just over. There are always hugs.
Funny as it sounds, I hope to make heart-felt apologies a Costello Family tradition.
Monday, May 2, 2011
The bad news is, all the things that were piled into the dining room, are now piled in the living room, and we are living like this....(just to be honest here, this is when it is clean and tidy - it can be worse!)
Even more good news, is that Dennis surprised me with the ability to get both our hardwood floors redone, and new windows for the whole house!
The bad news is that the whole first floor is hardwoods and there are windows in every room. You do know what that means right?!?