Friday, November 7, 2008

Friday, November 7, 2008
Sailor: "Mom, thanks for the pirates back. I’m really enjoying them."

Sunday, November 9, 2008
We have a big party to celebrate our candidate’s fabulous election to the white house. I drink as much champagne as I can but don’t even catch a buzz (and I don’t like champagne by the way). Mac, on the other hand, is accused of being drunk. From the 2 sips of champagne I allow him and his brother. I don’t think so.

Monday , November 10, 2008
What are we doing today? Sailor keeps asking me. He knows his Judo class starts today and wants to know how many things he has to get thru before his late afternoon class. Not as many as originally planned, as the shoe store I planned to be at when they opened at 9am does not have the boots I want for the boys. And the dinner plans we made last week fell thru. Nonetheless, we still have to grocery shop, go to the library, gymnastics, have lunch and playtime with friends we haven’t seen in over a year, and then go to Judo.

On the walk over, an elderly Asian man is having trouble mounting the curb. I stop the stroller and he accepts my offer of help.
“Wow, Mom, you really are a doctor,” Mac says as we walk away. “I think being a doctor really is in our blood.”

Sailor is a natural at Judo. I watch him. He is intent and serious and handles himself with skill and grace. His partner is a boy of about 10. Mac on the other hand as usual cannot stop giggling. He laughs at everything and giggles thru the entire session. He has too much energy. I think he needs to just run track. Both boys get to borrow the uniform shirt, called gee. They ask about the different colored belts. Sailor surmises that white is the training color, yellow is the trainer and black is the master. Smart kid.

November 11, 2008
Today is Veterinarians Day, according to Mac, and so we have a day off. We go to lunch with my dad at Ed Debevic's. Kids declare it is ok to eat the fries becuz "it's a special weekend today." I can't believe there is NOTHING healthy on their menu. I don't miss that place at all. And I haven't eaten fries since Memorial Day.

We spend the morning shopping for boots. It is getting very cold already and I know we will need them sooner than not. Not a fun spending of the money. Now we are on round 2 of trying to build the 1300+ piece Lego MTT (StarWars thing). This is not a project to start at 4:30 on a Tuesday afternoon!

At dinner – pbj, apples and carrots, becuz I have a stomach ache from eating French fries – Sailor is in some sort of manic mood. He is very funny, but annoying too. He is shooting rapid-fire questions at us that are so fluent one would think he were possessed of some sort of disorder. “Why do you have hair in your nose Mommy? I don’t’ have hair in my nose. I have buggers.”

Sailor wants to know if today was a Judo day. “Will it be Judo day when I wake up?” Oh how I wish they could go to Judo every afternoon. They were so great yesterday I want to see them excel at this sport! This one seems so much more valuable than some of the others they have taken. “Why is Judo Chinese?” Mac wanted to know yesterday. I wanted to tell him that if he could have stopped giggling for single moment he would have heard that it is Japanese. Did I mention, the Sensei is kinda cute. And apparently single.