Nicer parts of the weekend
Mar. 1st, 2004 03:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsI had a fever spike Saturday night that's probably best explained by the fact that Omaha, FallenPegasus and I hauled over a ton of rubbish to the dump: the last of the retaining wall, collected crud in the garage, fallen branches from the ice storm back in January. It was hard work, but we got it all done and "now we have room for more stuff."
Sunday, I spent a good chunk of the day with Kouryou-chan. She wanted to do "letter sounds" in the phonics book. We worked our way through the one-syllable 'e' sounds: 'bed', 'wet', 'ten', things like that. She's doing amazing things. Best cash we ever spent at a garage sale. She's barely four-and-a-half and Omaha informed me this morning that she can read Hop On Pop. FallenPegasus and I played a furious round of Old Maid with her. She helped me make the bed and clean out the car. I love spending time with her, she's such a marvel.
We ran out to the second-hand store and bought some soup bowls to replace the old green set, since I'd managed to drop the last of them on the floor while emptying the dishwasher that morning, shattering it into a million pieces. And we stopped by the supermarket to pick up some eggs, fruit, and tortillas, and she loudly reminded me several times, "I'm looking at the candy but I'm not going to touch it."
Gads, but I'm so tired right now. It's mostly a lack of sleep, but I'm also feeling flushed and hot, like the fever is trying to come back. I've hit most of my deadlines at the office and am just waiting for, as one person put it, "to let slip the leash" and let me write the next rev.
Sunday, I spent a good chunk of the day with Kouryou-chan. She wanted to do "letter sounds" in the phonics book. We worked our way through the one-syllable 'e' sounds: 'bed', 'wet', 'ten', things like that. She's doing amazing things. Best cash we ever spent at a garage sale. She's barely four-and-a-half and Omaha informed me this morning that she can read Hop On Pop. FallenPegasus and I played a furious round of Old Maid with her. She helped me make the bed and clean out the car. I love spending time with her, she's such a marvel.
We ran out to the second-hand store and bought some soup bowls to replace the old green set, since I'd managed to drop the last of them on the floor while emptying the dishwasher that morning, shattering it into a million pieces. And we stopped by the supermarket to pick up some eggs, fruit, and tortillas, and she loudly reminded me several times, "I'm looking at the candy but I'm not going to touch it."
Gads, but I'm so tired right now. It's mostly a lack of sleep, but I'm also feeling flushed and hot, like the fever is trying to come back. I've hit most of my deadlines at the office and am just waiting for, as one person put it, "to let slip the leash" and let me write the next rev.
