Back in the swing of things...

...or not.  Last Wednesday I took Ezri to Wiggleworms again.  I hadn't done it in a few weeks and the room was changed.  I panicked for a moment, thinking it was the wrong day or I had forgotten to register but then I figured out they had changed rooms.  So silly!  There were all new kids there except for one.  I guess the others have graduated to the 1 year old group.  I believe next time Ezri will also attend the next age level class.  She is so animated now: sits, crawls, claps, grabs things.  Pretty soon she'll start singing too.  And speaking of singing - Oliver is a good singer.  He's also taking piano lessons and singing while playing.  I hope Adelaida gets the opportunity to take music classes - at least, for a while.  Music is so useful for other things, the experts say.  On a related topic - Saturday evening we went to the Symphony Ball concert: the opening of the season for the Chicago Symphony Orchestra.  They played a Ravel piece with a guest pianist and David whispered to me: "one day Oliver will be sitting on stage playing."  And I said - "and we'll be in the front row proudly watching him."

It's been a long time

Wow!  I've been away for a long time.  So much happened...so much to do...I am exhausted.  Not so much physically but intellectually and emotionally.

Mom came in mid-August and two days later everyone went to Delavan Lake (Wisconsin) for a week.  The house we rented was in the midst of other houses, no privacy.  The water stank of sulphur.  The floors creaked horribly.  It was not the best house we've rented but we had fun going to the beach in Lake Geneva and Fontana.  I loved going in the water.  And Oliver and Adelaide enjoyed themselves tremendously.  At the house we worked on puzzles.  Mom sat in the porch most of the time or at the beach, not one for walking.  I felt bad for her because her room had a couch, not a bed.  She slept in a narrow sofa but did her best.

A week later we went to South Haven for two days and then onto Madison with mom for two days.  The following week Toronto!  Mom stayed with her cousins and David and I went to TIFF (Toronto International Film Festival).  I never had to stand in lines for so long and so often.  My back was killing me.  You have to stand in line for everything at TIFF.  I didn't enjoy it as much as I had in earlier years.  Plus the red carpet crowd waiting got on my nerves and I exploded one afternoon, cursing people.  I think Ewa will never speak to me again but it wasn't directed at her but at the stupid women who wouldn't let me talk to her.

Mom left last week and I had to go back to Madison to watch the kiddies because the nanny went on vacation.  David came friday and we left sunday.  It was exhausting but I love the kids.  Adelaide celebrated her second birthday on sunday.  And she started talking in complete sentences that are intelligible.  She's the sweetest, prettiest girl ever.

I am finally at home for a while and trying to regain my footing, get back to my life and my routines.  This morning tennis.  What a whirlwind of a month and a half!  Now I need to get my classes going.  So far Loyola's Creative Nonfiction is a go.  Please please let the others run too.