RD has few "loves" other than his family. Probably his favorite activity is skiing. Bubba went up with him for a few lessons last year, and this seasons both kids signed up for a 6 week session of lessons. The kids have taken up the sport quickly, especially Sis in her first year on skis, as evidenced here:
What does this mean for me?
Six Sundays FREE.
I have not been wasteful with this time, mind you! I have declutterd, cleaned out closets, gathered items for goodwill, painted the living room, dining room and hallway, AMONG OTHER THINGS.
This week I had planned QUITE THE DAY: grocery shop, make lasagna (one to serve, one to freeze), wash all the sheets, vacuum the house, wash our bedroom curtains, clean the bathroom vents, and (most importantly), sew a duvet cover for Sis' bed.
This is something I've been meaning to do since Sis moved into her "big-girl" bed more than 2 years ago. I've been planning this, really, since before she was born. You see, with Bubba's nursery, we went with pastel colors; which worked fine, until we discovered that those colors don't really transition very well into a toddler (or older, really) room.
I would not make the same mistake with my daughter's room. I picked out the colors, fabric and sewed/crafted all her nursery items - dust ruffle, crib bumper, curtains, basket liners, drawer covers, etc.
See?
But, being a parent means being flexible. And poor Sis had a cold. And when either of my kids get colds, it inevitability turns into a horrible, horrible cough (thanks, asthma, you suck balls). The kind of cough that keeps you up at night. The kind of cough that makes your voice horse. The kind of cough that requires a steroid intervention.
Instead of them all heading up to the slopes and me happily sewing while I watched a Snapped marathon, Sis would be home with me taking it easy.
A change of plans.
But it all worked out, Sis laying on the couch or in bed, while I sewed away.
I had prepped most of it previously - the squares, some pinning.
It came together quicker than I expected.
I keep forgetting that as I get better at these sort of endeavors; my kids are also getting older and are more able to play by themselves and stay out of the pins and scissors.
At one point, Sis was upstairs watching TV in our bedroom while I was working downstairs. She would come down every 15 minutes or so to check in on my progress and to provide encouragement, "Looks good, Mama!" or "Very purty, Mama!"
In the end, we completed the duvet. And I got to spend an unexpected day at home snuggling and taking care of Sis. Sounds like the change of plans worked out for the best for all of us.
