Day By Day

What a glorious day. Still a bit windy; yesterday and the day before were windy and quite cold, for mid May. But today is sunny, with much promise. I am looking forward to going for a run when Luke gets home from work. He has advised me to start running what I would call intervals, where part of the time I run as fast as I can, and the other part I run easy. I tried it last time I was out- really difficult but I can see where it will reap good dividends for my weight loss goals. I currently weigh more than I did when I came home from the hospital with Kenan- this is ridiculous! But…I do fit into some handmedown jeans from my sister that I couldn’t get on four months ago, so either I am building muscle or the fat is just shifting around…I know which I would prefer to be true.
We’re having Black Bean Soup and Beans & Fritos for dinner. A true bean medley. The soup recipe is coming from an America’s Test Kitchen cookbook; I just love the food these guys make! In fact, I made some taco meat from this same cookbook for a taco meal for an ailing friend before I have even made it for my family! That is how much I trust their judgment about good food. The beans are done so far; as soon as I fold some clothes and get up from this couch I will finish the soup. The beans & fritos will only take minutes to prepare: opening cans of chili beans and bags of Fritos. I saw this recipe in the second Duggar book and discovered that most of my kids really like it. It will serve as a second option if they don’t want the soup, but it won’t be like I had to make a whole other meal. It would behoove us to eat more beans; they are good for us and our wallets.
Starting this week our activity slows a bit, as our Wednesday night children’s programming at church is over. As of next week, BSF will be over, too, leaving us with lots of good evenings for fun. Next Thursday Luke, Aliyah, and Sarah leave for Florida- the last homeschool convention Burton Reading will attend this season. The girls don’t seem as excited as I would expect them to be, going on a plane for the first time, going to Florida for the first time, etc. but maybe it is simply because these are so many firsts that they don’t know what to think.
I have a few memories of a trip my family took to Florida when I was 8. We went to Disney World. I remember it raining and us scrambling to buy ponchos at Epcot when all the stores were sold out. I also remember riding Space Mountain with my dad. That was neat. And I remember ‘It’s a Small World’. Seems we stayed at someone’s house, but I think of the house being in St. Augustine, and that is far from Disney, isn’t it? I recall the looooong drive home, too, and the antics we three never tired of performing in the backseat. Yes, I am sure the trip was filled with the He’s Looking At Me game and the If You Don’t Stop That I Will Pull Over threats the whole way home. My brother has the greatest laugh, and I remember his giggles from Ohio to Florida and back. My son, Sam, reminds me a lot of my brother, his laugh no exception.
I bought a book about scheduling, called Managers of Their Homes, and am excited about implementing it. Too bad I didn’t have it sooner; there have been years of me knowing we are not accomplishing much schoolwise or chorewise, but not knowing what to do about it. Having and working by a schedule sounds empowering. We’ll see. The first effort I am putting toward that end is to try to get Kenan on a schedule. This is needful both because he is unreliable when it comes to feeding him (sometimes goes 3 hours but usually only 2) and I have to start considering modesty when it comes to when and where I nurse him, as the boys are getting older. So, after a couple of days so far just observing his behavior and seeing what kind of a schedule we can lay down for him, it looks like he will fit into a 3 hour one nicely. I’ve been putting this off with him saying things like “What if he’s the last?” and “Baby always wins”, but it is time to get a better nursing routine going. If, by the end of the summer, we have a good nursing, chore, and lifestyle (we need a shower schedule, too) routine in place, I’ll be happy.