Greetings from a dreary and rain-soaked Pennsylvania.
Yesterday afternoon Hamlet and I packed up and headed to visit with my Mom for a few days. Although I love visiting with my mom and rarely need a reason, the impetus behind this trip is somber. A dear friend's mom passed away just before Christmas, and the funeral is this afternoon. My mom has agreed to watch Timmy so I can go and pay my respects to my friend and her family.
After the funeral, I'll be helping my mom ready her house for an impromptu family party. My cousins, their kiddos and Aunt, who has moved to Mexico, will be stopping by on Saturday en route to Hershey Park. I haven't seen my Aunt Corrie in at least four years we are all looking forward to the reunion.
Scott and Robby will be coming to Pennsylvania Saturday morning for the party but right they are enjoying some bro time in Virginia. Robby received a new computer for Christmas and has been busy getting it set up and all of his games downloaded. In the meantime, Timmy is basking in being the recipient of all of his Nana's attention and affection.
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- Peggy
- I am a below knee amputee. More importantly, I am also Mommy to two boys, a very active 10 year old (Robby) and an mischievous toddler (Timmy). I have learned that being a parent with a disability can create some unusual and sometimes humorous situations. This blogger is available for hire! Let's talk and learn how a blog can expand your business.
Friday, December 28, 2018
Thursday, December 27, 2018
Assembly
Because the boys are avid bicycle riders, Scott splurged and surprised me with an e-bike for Christmas. The added power when going up hills makes riding a breeze, enabling this aging woman to keep up with the kids without a problem. I was overwhelmed with the thoughtful gift and eager to give it a whirl before the weather turned south.
Yesterday morning, Scott and I tackled assembling my new Christmas present. Assembly is not our strong suit and typically results in a deluge of cuss words and tears. Knowing our unfortunate tradition, we hugged before we opened the box and pledged forgiveness when the task was complete. Despite the size of the box, the assembly was easier than anticipated!
With both boys fully recovered and feeling well, we were able to take Timmy to an indoor playground to have some fun while my bike was charging. He was delighted to visit his little utopia and gleefully kicked off his shoes and ran off with newly anointed buddies as soon as we walked through the door. He ran, climbed and giggled for three hours. Having him healthy enough to play again is the best way to start the new year!
Today I think I'll pack up and head to Pennsylvania for a few days. (Robby will be disappointed that his cousins aren't there and may want to stay at home with Scott instead.) Thankfully, Timmy is always my willing travel companion and is always ready for an adventure.
Yesterday morning, Scott and I tackled assembling my new Christmas present. Assembly is not our strong suit and typically results in a deluge of cuss words and tears. Knowing our unfortunate tradition, we hugged before we opened the box and pledged forgiveness when the task was complete. Despite the size of the box, the assembly was easier than anticipated!
With both boys fully recovered and feeling well, we were able to take Timmy to an indoor playground to have some fun while my bike was charging. He was delighted to visit his little utopia and gleefully kicked off his shoes and ran off with newly anointed buddies as soon as we walked through the door. He ran, climbed and giggled for three hours. Having him healthy enough to play again is the best way to start the new year!
Today I think I'll pack up and head to Pennsylvania for a few days. (Robby will be disappointed that his cousins aren't there and may want to stay at home with Scott instead.) Thankfully, Timmy is always my willing travel companion and is always ready for an adventure.
Wednesday, December 26, 2018
Santa Fun
We had a wonderful Christmas.
This year was especially special because Nana (my Mom) traveled to Virginia for a sleepover on Christmas Eve. My Mom visiting is rare, but having her sleepover has only happened due to medical emergencies. This was the first time that she slept over for fun.
Both boys and I were thrilled with her decision to join our family for our Christmas Eve and Christmas morning festivities. Timmy was giddy sharing his room with his Nana and anxiously waited all day for her arrival. Having her sleep in Timmy's room provided some extra insurance against an early morning snoop, allowing Scott and I to sleep a little more comfortable in the knowledge that the surprises would not be spoiled.
It was so much fun having her join the excitement as the boys readied the house for Santa's arrival. Both boys were especially well behaved, probably out of fear of Santa's retribution, and the house was overflowing with giggles and smiles. Christmas morning I heard my Mom and Timmy sneak out to the living room to see if Santa arrived. I loved hearing the pair discover the presents!
What took me three months to secure and two hours to wrap were unwrapped and revealed in near record time. With our floor completely covered, our living room looked like a wrapping paper volcano erupted by the end of the morning. Both boys spent the day playing with all of their new treasures, and I think it is safe to say that Santa was successful this year.
This year was especially special because Nana (my Mom) traveled to Virginia for a sleepover on Christmas Eve. My Mom visiting is rare, but having her sleepover has only happened due to medical emergencies. This was the first time that she slept over for fun.
Both boys and I were thrilled with her decision to join our family for our Christmas Eve and Christmas morning festivities. Timmy was giddy sharing his room with his Nana and anxiously waited all day for her arrival. Having her sleep in Timmy's room provided some extra insurance against an early morning snoop, allowing Scott and I to sleep a little more comfortable in the knowledge that the surprises would not be spoiled.
It was so much fun having her join the excitement as the boys readied the house for Santa's arrival. Both boys were especially well behaved, probably out of fear of Santa's retribution, and the house was overflowing with giggles and smiles. Christmas morning I heard my Mom and Timmy sneak out to the living room to see if Santa arrived. I loved hearing the pair discover the presents!
What took me three months to secure and two hours to wrap were unwrapped and revealed in near record time. With our floor completely covered, our living room looked like a wrapping paper volcano erupted by the end of the morning. Both boys spent the day playing with all of their new treasures, and I think it is safe to say that Santa was successful this year.
Tuesday, December 25, 2018
Monday, December 24, 2018
Merry Christmas Eve
Merry Christmas Eve!
My apologies for missing two blog posts last week. I honestly cannot remember the last time I skipped writing, but with the chaos of every family member being ill, I just didn't have the time or the energy to open my computer. Everybody ended up getting sick, including myself, and we were in complete misery for a few days. Thankfully everybody is (finally) on the road to recovery!
Because of the Christmas Cruds, our holiday revelry has been amended. We ended up forgoing many of our traditions this year, swapping sleigh rides and hikes through light displays for cartoons and movies on the couch. If nothing else, this season has taught me to relax and slow down.
Despite scaling back our outings, I did manage to fit in our visit to Santa. We were actually toying with the notion of skipping the visit this year, but when push came to shove I just didn't want to miss out on our annual photo. The boys were finally healthy enough yesterday afternoon, so I decided to brave the lines to visit the Jolly Elf.
I was prepared for both a long line and cranky kids, but I was undeterred. I love my Santa photos and missing a year would make me sad. Somehow we were granted a holiday gift from the universe because there was no line and both kids remained upbeat and cheerful!
Today we have a lot of last minute prep to complete for Santa's arrival. Scott is taking the boys to the movies this afternoon so that I can finish wrapping and try to clean up the house. Wrapping is the priority, and I'm not overly optimistic that the house will be cleaned but it really doesn't matter. After tomorrow morning, the hurricane of wrapping paper will cover the dust.
My apologies for missing two blog posts last week. I honestly cannot remember the last time I skipped writing, but with the chaos of every family member being ill, I just didn't have the time or the energy to open my computer. Everybody ended up getting sick, including myself, and we were in complete misery for a few days. Thankfully everybody is (finally) on the road to recovery!
Because of the Christmas Cruds, our holiday revelry has been amended. We ended up forgoing many of our traditions this year, swapping sleigh rides and hikes through light displays for cartoons and movies on the couch. If nothing else, this season has taught me to relax and slow down.
Despite scaling back our outings, I did manage to fit in our visit to Santa. We were actually toying with the notion of skipping the visit this year, but when push came to shove I just didn't want to miss out on our annual photo. The boys were finally healthy enough yesterday afternoon, so I decided to brave the lines to visit the Jolly Elf.
I was prepared for both a long line and cranky kids, but I was undeterred. I love my Santa photos and missing a year would make me sad. Somehow we were granted a holiday gift from the universe because there was no line and both kids remained upbeat and cheerful!
Today we have a lot of last minute prep to complete for Santa's arrival. Scott is taking the boys to the movies this afternoon so that I can finish wrapping and try to clean up the house. Wrapping is the priority, and I'm not overly optimistic that the house will be cleaned but it really doesn't matter. After tomorrow morning, the hurricane of wrapping paper will cover the dust.
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