I haven’t done a personal photo shoot in a long time, hardly done much more than edit a personal photo once a week, but there is something about Halloween. I love pictures of people in costume. After T1′s preschool parade we came home and took pictures in the front yard. My mom took over the costume duties for the kids (I think it will be a nice tradition, and a way for them to bond with her from so far away) and their costumes were entirely her doing. T1 was Thomas the Tank Engine and T2 was a “Boo Monster”. My mom gave me a cream dress a few months ago, and I’ve been wanting to wear it so I threw a shawl over it and went as a bride.
I don’t bathe my kids every day (The Dirt on Clean is partially to blame for this, at least I’m not putting it off for years at a time like parents used to do with their children). Logistics are a bit tricky by myself, but I’ve figured out how to get them both in, bathe them at the same time with only minimal splashing into baby’s face, and back out again without anyone drowning. And even though I like simplifying the bedtime routine by leaving the bath for another day, the moment when I pull a clean child out of the tub is a highlight of parenting for me. They smell wonderful, their skin is soft, and no matter the age they cling to me tight and lean their head against my shoulder. I ask them “Who’s going to get out first, my first baby or my second baby?” I encourage independence and growth and have no desire to keep them as babies forever, but this is one of the things I’ll miss when they’re grown.
T1 was sick this past week, and stayed home from school on Monday and Tuesday. Monday he was listless and refusing milk (this is the moment when I fully grasped how sick he was), but Tuesday was a day between sickness and health. Based on the preschool guidelines I could have sent him in, but I took advantage of my self-employed status and kept him home to play with us instead. We went to Happy Hollow with friends and picnicked and rode on Danny the Dragon. I was grateful for my privileged ability to be flexible, but after 48+ hours with both kids without a break I was very happy to slip back into our routine again on Wednesday.
We spent the last half of last week in Northern California. The true Northern California according to my family (and anyone else who lives in that area), visiting my Great-Grandma while my mom was in town. These two did great in the travel from Fremont to Anderson to Shasta to Anderson to Redding to Fremont inn 3 days.