Summer continues to charge along at a nice pace for the most part. I’ve started amassing all the required material for Stella to start school. It’s mind-boggling. Uniforms, glue sticks, band aids (WTF?), markers, crayons…. Crispi will be here in 2 weeks, and she’s offered to take her backpack shopping. Her official start date looks to be August 12. Holy. Shit.
And my crazy mind has already started worrying about what to do with her during the seemingly endless amount of random days off and early dismissals. Back in my day, you just went to damn school. Like all the time. We didn’t get out early at least once a month. So I’ll be hemorrhaging leave at work until the end of time.
We kept it to a dull roar for the 4th. My kids are 2 and 4. By the time it gets dark enough to go downtown for fireworks with all the crazies and drunks, it’s way past their bedtimes. And did I mention the crazies and the drunks? So we went to Oui Oui’s for some gumbo lunch, bought some small-time fireworks, and went home to have our own mini-display at 4:00 PM. It was just right, honestly. Stella’s not a fan of the loud noises.
On Sunday, we had our own fireworks around the house when our hot water heater sprung a massive leak. Candidly, it was one of those proverbial ticking time bombs. It was probably my age – so old, it didn’t even have a shut off valve for water or gas. It could have been worse: it’s located in an outside utility closet (vs an attic, which would have been way catastrophic), it’s summer (so once Will capped it and the water was back on, cold showers weren’t a big deal), and Will and my FIL are super handy. As costly as the unit itself was (plus all associated do-dads required to install it), we probably saved at least half that much for installation. As of yesterday, we’re the proud owners of a sexy new water heater.
Now some of the outlets in my kitchen are bad screwy. So if you’ve lost your house gremlin? How about summoning it back, eh? We’ve had enough home issues for now. We’d like to actually make progress on home improvements rather than manage crises.
And then there’s the Dude. He finally got his big boy bed Friday. He’s slept through the night in there every night since. Now Stella randomly gets up at 3 or 4 AM and hops in bed with us. Really? She’s slept perfectly well all night alone for 2 years now. 2 steps forward, 1 step back, as they say.
P.S. I’m also stupidly excited about an idea I had: one of my blog buddies from Alaska has a daughter almost exactly Stella’s age. I thought it might be super cool for the girls to be pen pals. Our first letter went out in the mail today. In the age of text messaging and email, I think an old-school pen pal is a magnificent idea.