There are a million things on my to do list right now. One of which is to take a nap. (The others? Clean the bathroom, sweep, vacuum, read my birthing book, journal, finish writing addresses in my new address book, make a baby name necklace for a friend...) But I am putting all of that on hold because I would rather spend time blogging and sharing with you the adorable conversations I've been having with my (almost) three year olds lately. (Well, those, along with a few other nuggets that've been on my mind.)
{Jack}
First, though, can I just say- he is totally edible in this picture? Like, shiny little angel face, beautiful blue eyes, silky blond haired perfection, right?
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Yesterday in the car I had my window down because I am pregnant, hormonal and hot at random times. It was raining a little, so when the boys asked if they could have their windows down, we told them no, even though mine was open.
Jack told me that I should close my window.
I said, "No, thank you."
Then he tuned to look out his own window and mumbled,
"She's being obnoxious."
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Last week I asked the boys to put their water bottles back in the refrigerator so they would be cold. Instead of putting his in the convenient location on the door of the fridge, Logan was trying to put his in the butter bin with the little door. The door fell off and Logan just ran into the living room to play, leaving Jack with the mess. Jack says, "Mom, Logan broke the fridge." Then he turns to his brother and says, "Quit being such a spaz master, Logan."
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Today Jack has been stuck on the story of how Dallas' car was stolen by a naughty man. (This happened a few years ago, but my mom said Dallas was talking to the boys about it yesterday. They must have asked why he didn't have a car.) He kept asking me if we could please go chase the bad guy who took Dallas' car. He said he wanted to kick that man into the street! Then he said that man would tie Logan to the tow truck and Logan had to be careful. I told Jack we don't know where the bad guy is and that the police are looking for him so we don't have to. This kids' imagination is just off the wall!
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Fast forward to running errands with him alone this morning (my sister took Logan for a few hours so I could shop with just one little "helper" instead of two) and we stop to use the bathroom. I am wearing one of my many maternity dresses as I am at that point in my pregnancy where the belly is so big, my maternity pants just fall down constantly. So I went to the bathroom after him and he's standing there looking at me, struggling to find words. Finally he goes, "Mom! You're not wearing any pants! You can't not wear pants!"
I tried to explain that it's a dress and it's fine because no one can see my panties, but by the look on his face, I could tell he thought I was full of it.
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{Logan}
Yesterday Logan asked Josh how his day was, and Josh (having been up with them quite a bit in the night, and having morning wake-up duty) replied sarcastically, "Faaan-tastic."
Then on the way to the car we could hear Logan repeating it to himself, "Faaan-tastic," so adorably.
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{ALASKA ON MY MIND}
We discovered this week that Josh has a friend up in Alaska. One of the girls who graduated with him from the teaching program at WSU spent the last school year teaching in Alakanuk, which is part of the Lower Yukon School District, the same school district that Josh has been hired on to teach in.
This is exciting for a lot of reasons. One is that he and Jana were good friends at WSU. The other is that next year Jana will also be teaching a 5/6 grade split for the 2011-2012 school year. And the two will see each other during any in-service or training days, which is super cool. But what I love the most is that she has a blog!
www.janaalaska.blogspot.com. (Check it out to get an idea of just what Josh and I are getting ourselves into!) And on top of that, she gave me her e-mail address so I can ask her any questions I have about life up North and what it's like.
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In addition to reading her blog, I checked out a stack of Alaska books from the library. I am finding it helpful to read about the history of Alaska and get hints or tips from the experts about what to expect during this adventure.
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On a less enthusiastic note, there are some things that have just been making me sad about Alaska lately. The main one is the baby. Little Wyatt will only know his daddy a few short weeks before going months without contact. Josh is such an amazing father & husband, I can only imagine how desperately I am going to miss his love, support & help while I am trying to adjust to parenting three wee ones. Not to mention how much Josh is going to miss out on in terms of Wyatt's development during the five months we're apart.
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Every time I hear a car that sounds like Josh's "honda racer" (as he calls it) I tear up, knowing that I will continue to hope it's him coming home, even months after he's left. Even Jack said in the parking lot today, "I can hear daddy. He's coming." I told him, no, that daddy was at work and that was someone else's car...
This could be rough.
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While on my mini-date with Jack we decided to get some donuts & apple juice, just the two of us. We stopped by Seize the Bagel. There, at the little cafe, was a group of grandmas & grandpas all drinking coffee, sharing bites of delicious donuts & talking about technology and their inability to use it effectively. Listening to them laugh and talk about their children & grandchildren literally had me tearing up. They reminded me of my grandparents (Pansy & Jerry, who live at the coast) and their friends and I realized in that moment that I am going to miss my grandparents so much.
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This is not the first (or even the second) time I have found myself in a restaurant crying about leaving things in Vancouver for Alaska. A few weeks ago Josh and I were on a date at Red Robin and mid-way through my chicken basket I found myself crying, imagining just how much I am going to miss my mom.
Then this last Thursday when mom & I were having dinner at Burgerville before heading to Fabric Depot to choose fabric for my oh-so-adorable baby quilt, hospital gown & hooter hider, I found myself crying about esclators, elevators & trains, and how those were things the boys weren't going to have access to once we moved and how much I think they will miss them. (Ridiculous, I know... What can I say? I'm pregnant!)
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There are positive things about moving to Alaska (a lot, really) that I think of, but I will save those for another post.
