Each week I intend to do a short post about the week. But when I don’t get it done, the post in my head gets longer and longer and more daunting…and less posted. So here are a few things we’ve been doing lately.
Playing Hockey with Daddy: Last week Jason took Henry to “Recess on the Rink” for the second time. Henry was excited about the idea of skating the first time but not too into actually being on the ice. He was more into it last week. Mostly he just loves the idea of “playing hockey with Daddy.”
Pool Time: Henry makes up for his hesitancy on the ice with gleeful abandonment at the pool. I literally have to hold him back until Jason is ready for him to get in. Incidentally, Henry keeps saying, “I want go to beach.” I share his sentiment, but I’m a little bewildered as to where it comes from. His only time at the beach was in Maui at 10 months old, where he ate such an amazing volume of sand in one sitting that we quickly headed back to the pool area for the rest of our stay. The only thing I can think of is that we have been reading “Olivia,” and she goes to the beach on sunny days. Regardless, to the beach we will have to go before the summer is out.
Puppet Shows and Picnics: Last week Missy and I took our kids to Wolf Trap for a puppet show at their kids’ theatre. It could not have been a more perfect day. We picnicked after the show and watched the kids run on the expansive park grounds (and occasionally ran after them…). Such a lovely day of the summer.
Work: I don’t usually talk about the details of my job, I realized, because it gets kind of in the weeds and, frankly, I don’t like dealing with the political baggage that always seems to accompany a conversation about what I do. But there has been a lot going on at work lately. Yesterday the President signed into law a bill I’ve been working on for the past five years, so that was cool. And I’ve spent the past few months on a bill to change the way we budget for fighting wildfires, which has received lots of national attention and is, I think, one of the most significant bills my boss has introduced in his career. It is interesting and challenging—and much more fun at this stage of my career than doing something similar was ten years ago.
On Thursday the Idaho FFA Association was scheduled for a meeting with Mike, so I was telling the staffer who was going to take the meeting (since I am usually in the office on Wednesdays) about my own experience with the FFA and how it inspired me to come work for Congress. I told him that back in 1997 (when he was, seriously, like seven), when I went to state in the FFA public speaking contest, my speech was about wildfires. Funny how things come full circle.
Popsicles and Ice Cream: I’m just not one of those moms who is vigilant about avoiding sweet treats. We have chocolate chips in our oatmeal and chocolate milk more often than we should. And we eat popsicles and ice cream. A lot. I got a Zoku for my birthday this year, so we go through spurts of testing out our own recipes. And I just love this face.
Garden Abundance: I get a little stingy with summer tomatoes. They are SO GOOD, and I don’t want to waste a single one on something where it won’t be fully appreciated. (It’s possible I would have been a good Depression Baby—a strong hoarding gene lurks below the surface…) But we are officially in the land of tomato abundance, with piles of tomatoes needing to be devoured. I am waiting for our garden to fall apart at any moment, but in the meantime, I will be having a fried egg sandwich with thick tomato slices for breakfast this morning.
On My Own: I might have had a little exhaustion breakdown this week. An incredibly busy spring, followed immediately by an incredibly nauseous early summer, followed by all this work stuff, and I’m, well, so. tired. And maybe not handling it very well. Henry has been waking up before six all week and had a fever all day Thursday, and I burst into very dramatic sobs when Jason got home. So he whisked Henry away last night on a Daddy-Son Adventure that includes a hotel with a pool, and I woke up at 7:30 this morning (so sad that this is sleeping in) and am drinking coffee in a very quiet house. Where I can have that fried egg sandwich because no one is demanding waffles for breakfast— again. So lovely.