Easing Up

Things are finally starting to ease up a bit around here.  This morning Nemo got his postponed shots from his 6 month checkup (AND they found his missing testicle, thus saving us a trip to the pediatric urologist), Little Man had his get ready for school physical, and I'm starting to catch up a bit with the cleaning up of this pigsty hovel squalor lovely home.  BigDaddyFish had to be in to work this morning before dawn so I was single parenting this morning, but the kids had been prepped and they cooperated, so we made it out the door and to our respective destinations on time with only a token amount of yelling and nagging reminding on my part.  The planets must be aligned right or something.

Friday BigDaddyFish went to the eye doctor to get glasses for the first time.  He claims he can't see, but his vision tested out at 20/20.  I wish I couldn't see that well.  He is ridiculously light sensitive, though, so he had to get glasses.  They are mighty cute, I must say.  He won't get them until a week from now.  He is getting regular glasses for inside that help with the light issue and make it so that he can see the screen again when he spies on looks over the shoulder of his underlings, and he is getting sunglasses to help with the light sensitivity outside.  He picked clunky plastic frames for the sunglasses, very retro; it's a look I couldn't do worth a damn but he looks real cute.  Sunny, Nemo and I went with him to help him pick things out, and when we were done and BDF was paying up (thank God for great vision coverage), the optometrist came out and started playing with Sunny with these funny little finger puppets that look like monsters.  The optometrist overheard me talking to someone else about the fact that I have four kids, so she went and got two more of the little monster finger puppets and gave them to Sunny so she would have enough to share with all her sibs.  It was a very very nice thing to do, and I get so cynical about society sometimes that I like to point it out when people do nice things.

Friday afternoon was the big meeting with the attorney to read my grandfather's will and open the estate.  It wasn't that big a deal, I think, because we've all known the contents of the will for years, so no surprises.  What we aren't prepared for is that the attorney himself is 82, and some of the things he told us about how this works contradict what the younger attorney, who is out of the country, told us about how we have to handle things.  My grandfather had over 20 different accounts and they all have their own ways of doing things, so it is pretty complicated.  We are waiting for the younger attorney who is out of the country to get back and confirm that what the older attorney told us is not based on an old law or something before we do anything.  After the meeting, my uncle took out the stack of sympathy cards they've received - at least 2 1/2 inches thick.  We sat there for a good 20 minutes so I could go through each one.  I knew my grandfather had touched a lot of lives, but it was nice to see tangible evidence of just how many.  It was heavy stuff; I had to go off and be by myself for a while afterward, just to kind of process my emotions.

I finally caved and got Nemo's medicine at the older pharmacy with bad hours.  At least they make the medicine correctly.  Nemo is much happier and sleeping well again.

Saturday we did the shoe and summer clothes run to the outlet stores near my in-laws' house (watch for the upcoming rant about girls' clothes).  It was also my MIL's 60th birthday, so we spent it up there with them.  At one point on Saturday Sunny was freaking out because she was trying to get her shirt on.  First she said she couldn't do it, then she was whining because she wanted my help RIGHT NOW, but I was nursing Nemo and couldn't help her right then.  I finished him up and told her I was ready to help her and she said "No, I'm unda contwol."

I guess I could use some being "unda contwol" myself.  Baby steps.

Sunday Trout had her year-end bowling party for Girl Scouts.  She earned 4 Try Its this year - not too shabby for meeting only one hour every other week.  I'm not sure if I'm going to be a co-leader next year or not.  Right now it feels like too much, so I'm leading towards no, but we'll see how I'm doing in September when Nemo is older.

I know, this is a boring old post.  Just catching up on what we're doing in our lives right now, basically just slowing down and preparing for summer.  At least it's not super depressing.

Comments

[Uncle Orca]

"Unda Contwowl" goes in the list right next to "Mom, can you bust it open for me?"

[angi]

I like reading these kinds of posts, and even more so when there are lots o' kids involved.

It helps me feel somewhat "normal" when I read that someone elses life is comparable to mine :) It's easing up here too, just in time for summer!!