Whew. We are just under a week of being done with this dreadful month of February. It has been a long one, friends–and that is saying something for the shortest month of the year.
Let me start out with some updates on Bjorn–these are definitely the highlights of the month. Nonni came out to visit from San Diego and taught him some fun new tricks of the toddler trade. For instance, he now assumes the position of a track star at the starting line before running around in circles. All you have to do is start saying “on your mark….” (Bjorn bends down, hands behind his back) “get set…..” (he puts his hands to the ground)…”Go!”. And he’s off–running and laughing hysterically around the house like a bat out of hell. Speaking of bats…oh we’ll get to that part later. He also now puts his hands to his head in an exasperated way whenever someone says “Oh for Pete’s sake!”. It is highlarious. His object permanence is still in full swing, as well–if you ask him “where’s Bjorn?” he covers his eyes with his hands and only takes them down when he’s ready to be “found”. Such a fun age–and exhausting–but mostly fun.
Back to the aforementioned bats–Lars was up in the attic and put his hand against a beam to steady himself. Beam was fuzzy. Beam started squeaking at him. Bats confirmed in the attic. Now what? Not totally sure—bats are supposed to be really helpful little creatures AND he’s just hibernating right now so we don’t have a guano problem up in the attic. Later? Not so sure what we’re going to do…He’s not IN the house, but he is in the attic…just waiting waiting waiting for spring to appear. Aren’t we all my ugly little bat friend? Aren’t we all?
Classes have been good but they are pretty intense. They’ve actually been on the back-burner this past week since I had to take the GRE for my MPH application. That was an adventure in patience and “what will be will be”. I had signed up to take the test last Saturday. I was psyched to be over and done with it since that evening Lars and I were going on our first date night in approximately forever. Pacific Rim and Lewis Black. So fun. However, when I got to the testing center, they turned away about half of us because they could only get one half of the testing center up and running. It was HORRIBLE. I wanted to cry, be mad and fall asleep at the same time. We still went out that night but I had the cloud of a pretty important test still over my head–even Lewis Black’s anger couldn’t alleviate the anxiety! I ended up retaking it on Tuesday and I was very happy with the results. So maybe there is a lesson in all of this….no, its really just that the GRE sucks and I never have to take it again. (We hope).
Nonni left back for San Diego yesterday and this weekend Lars is off to the Upper Peninsula for a “winter camping adventure” with his little brother Mike. Its a “Ma & Bjorn” weekend. We’ll probably just watch some rom-coms (romantic comedies) and paint each others toenails. We’re having some friends over for dinner on Saturday night–Bjorn is a great host. Lars, on the other hand, will be camping in the snow in 8 degree weather surviving off of Power Bars (in both solid and gel form) and channeling Bear Gryllis for survival. To be honest, not sure which of the two of us is going to have a more exhausting weekend. What would you do? Winter camping on Lake Superior or three days alone with a toddler who likes to corkscrew when you try and change his diaper?
…oh. And we’re supposed to get 7 inches of snow tonight. February ain’t over, yet.