lowering my expectations

Flora and Scout are spending their first solo weekend with Poppy and Gigi.  I had such high hopes for this weekend.

I was going to organize and run a successful yard sale, catch up on all the laundry, go out to eat several times, reorganize my bedroom, clean the toy room (aka Timber's room), do some leisurely shopping, go to the library and actually spend some time in the adult book section (adult reading level not ADULT books), meet up with a friend or two for coffee or lunch, nap, attend a few graduation parties, eat whenever I want without having to share bites, read, and rotate the toys.

Do you see the problem?  Well, two problems:  1) there's not enough time to do all of that in one weekend, and 2) Timber is still here with me.

So, I'm having a hard time lowering my expectations.  I don't really want to be a crazy person who tries to fit SO MUCH into every spare second but I also wanted to mark more than three things off my list.

The yard sale was a failure.  This morning was cold, very windy, and threatening rain.  We gave up our Friday yard sale dreams at about 10am.  Tomorrow is still supposed to be cool and windy but I'm hoping there is more traffic just because it's Saturday.  I love having yard sales.  It's fun to price and get stuff organized and ready, and it's REALLY fun to make money.  When the kids are older I may start a side business organizing and running yard sales for people who think it's too much hassle.  BUT I say "when the kids are older" because I was very unorganized for this sale.  There is still so much in the basement that hasn't been priced.  So.....yard sale = FAIL.  I'll stop whining about it.  There will be other yard sales.

There is so much that I won't get done this weekend but a bright spot has been spending time with the little T-man.  Obviously, he's been getting more attention than he usually does and I think he's enjoying the extra Mommy and Daddy time.  So that's good.  He looks so much like Baby Flora that I almost feel like we've traveled back in time 3 years.  We went out to eat today and three fellow diners took the time to let us know what a "perfect," "sweet," and "adorable" "little doll" we had.  I haven't heard those kinds of comments from strangers for a while.  I guess a 3-year-old and a 2-year-old can really overshadow a sweet 7-month-old.

Speaking of 7-month-old, Timber has one more week to learn how to crawl.  Flora and Scout both began crawling during their 7th month and I'm hoping Timber will too.  I love crawling babies!  He is trying SO hard to crawl -- I think he may figure it out very soon.

And now I'll leave you with one silly conversation I had with Scout this week:

Me:  What do you want to eat?  (why was I dumb enough to ask a 2-yr-old that???)
Scout:  Jelly beans!
Me:  No.  What else do you want to eat?  (apparently I just don't learn)
Scout:  Broccoli!!

He's 2-yrs-old so of course he prefers jelly beans but I'm glad that broccoli is a close second.