Affection Intervention
Labels: Hannah
Labels: Hannah
Okay, here we are 50 days into the new year, and I haven't updated even a snippit yet. The winter months are clearly not my favorite. It is cold, it is dark, and we are all cooped up all day. Spring is where it's at. The days are longer, it is nice enough for me to get out at lunch and sit in the park, etc., etc., etc. That being said, we are all still okay and plowing through the winter waiting on spring -- including Mary Elizabeth who doesn't understand why she can't go out and play in the dark and cold every night when we come home.
Apparently we are refurbishing our house from the bottom up. In less than a month we have replaced the hot water heater, washer and dryer in our basement. Hopefully we are done with that floor and can move on to rennovations to the main floor of the house next.
The kids are more than half way through the school year and I CANNOT BELIEVE JASON WILL BE A SENIOR IN HIGH SCHOOL NEXT YEAR. I struggle with this on a regular basis. Most recently when I did my taxes and noticed that certain benefits of having all these kids dependent on you expire once they hit 17 -- who knew. It doesn't seem fair, as he won't actually graduate from high school until he is 19. I'm feeling a little jipped here.
Mallorie is still doing color guard and seems to really enjoy it. They have a home show coming up soon so I'll finally have an opportunity to go and see them perform. Jason is all set for Physics Day at Great Adventure -- where they look at the amusement park rides through a physicist's perspective (I love my geeky boy). Hannah seems to have made herself at home in Junior High, although she also seems to be making certain she is the "anti-Jason or Mallorie". She is much more concerned with the social aspect of Jr. High than the academic part. Not quite in need of Sylvan Learning Center, but still stressing me out.
Mary Elizabeth just keeps growing up on me. Every now and then she wants to snuggle and pretend she's not quite a big girl yet and I cherish those moments, because much of the rest of the time she is letting me know that she is quite capable of doing things her own way and not in need of all this mothering stuff.