I have a cold. A yucky, crummy, so congested I constantly have that swimmy-head feeling nastiness. D.Jones has slept in the downstairs guest room for the past two nights just trying to avoid these germs. Today he emailed me from work to tell me he’s incredibly congested. Oh oh.
All of this comes during the week that we are going to have Cooper’s 3rd birthday party, of course. Good times. And, being a slow learner, at the age of 37 I’m still too clueless to realize that all of this means it’s not a good week to start painting the inside trim and doors. Yeah. Dumb.
Thankfully this year we are going totally low-key for Cooper’s birthday. Last year we were lucky enough to have a big turnout with some guests from K-Town making the drive for the festivities. It was awesome.
This year, Doug and I were thinking it’s probably the last year we can possibly go low-key because next year he’ll have friends to invite, as he’ll be in school. So we’re doing it right and ordering Cooper’s favorite pizza, having a big old construction cake adorned with diggers and dozers, and only having grandparents, and a few others in attendance.
My parents took pity on my sick self yesterday and came to pick Coops up for a morning playdate at their house. Instead of being able to lay on the couch like I wanted to, though, I had to go to Target to order the cake, pick out his birthday presents (while on the phone with D.Jones so he could “help”), pick up a few groceries, get some small gifts for the few other kids who will be attending the party, and some other miscellaneous tasks. It took me so long that I had not been home for long when Cooper, Grammie and Papa returned to drop him off for naptime. Why he looked like a shrunken, weirdly Irish rap star when he returned, I’m still not sure.
So you can understand the full effect…that shamrock necklace thing lights up very brightly and blinks. Nice….
We are still working on the potty training gig. Suffice to say I made it through the first few days, which I think is no small feat, and now he’s doing “pretty good”. I’m not sure there is any middle of the road with this stuff. It’s just plain not fun…but necessary I suppose, right?
One of the biggest bribes was to order his coveted “Mighty Machines” videos that he has wanted for almost a year. The deal was that he goes #2 on the potty, and gets to watch the vid. I ordered them to have here so he could look at them and really, really want to watch them.
My Mom saw the vids here yesterday when they got delivered and said “oh, you’ll give in and not make him wait.” Pffft! Right mom! No way!!
Well, last night we watched the Diggers and Dozers vid. And no. He hadn’t gone. I’m such a sucker.
We received notice from Cooper’s new school that they are offering 3 day per week summer school programs this summer. Each “class” is offered for 2 weeks and there are 4 class options. Doug and I read over them at dinner the other night and picked 2 that we really thought Cooper would enjoy. The first 6 class sessions are all about pirates. They’ll build a pirate ship, learn how to follow a treasure map, and even have some juggling “pirates’ coming for a classroom visit. The second 2 week/6 day session will be a “camping expedition”. They are going to pitch tents outside, learn how to plant things in a garden, check out all the creepy crawlies that live in the dirt, and some other stuff that will be amazing and new to a 3 year old. Sounds super fun…
I began thinking about the small bits of free time I’ll have when he begins these new adventures and made the big decision to begin applying to grad schools. I am hoping to get an acceptance for Fall or even, (this is wishful thinking on my part), an early acceptance to be able to take some classes this summer. My final goal is to obtain a Master’s degree in Marriage and Family Therapy, allowing me to take the licensing exam for the State of MN and then actually practice. It’s a long road that includes the grad school application process, pre-interviews, multiple letters of recommendation, classroom hours, practicum hours (where I’d practice under the supervision of a therapist), and then finally, the state exam. Whew~ It would be worth it, though, as it’s always been my dream to be able to work in that field, benefiting families in our community, and now it’s my time. I never had the guts to leave my well-paying gig in the finance industry, but staying home with Cooper for awhile has given me the time and space I needed to know that I can do this. I think.
Thankfully D.Jones is a supportive as I knew he’d be, which will make my road easier, and Cooper has got so much new, fun and exciting things coming up that I think we’ll both be distracted and busy. The rest of ’09 should be exciting!