Letely I find that I'm logging on to my blog not to blog, but to check on what my brother is doing. This might be odd to some people, but I find that I am very excited about his life right now. Not that I want my life to change, I happen to like things the way they are thanks, but I am so excited for him. Also, his life is reminding me that I was there just a few short years ago, well not there specifically but there in my life. My oldest is only 7 and it was only a 8 years ago that I was starting a new job and moving into a new house and all that stress and excitement and over emotion were mine to freak out about. It's so much fun, stress, excitement, fear, unknown, and anxiousness rolled into a big sleepless, tired jumble. That's what I was feeling and I know that he's feeling the same, more, and different things too. So, I log on to check what he is doing, how he is feeling, how things are working and I forget that my life is happening here too and maybe someone might wonder how we are. We are fine, by the way. Anyone who knows my brother can wish him well right now and think about what he is starting and feeling and let him know you wish him well.
As for my children, they are so excited about all that he is doing that they ask almost every hour to see him and see where he is. I think we will be going on a road trip to visit soon, luckily he is moving a bit closer to us.
We did not do any school today, we played all day. We played we were on a raft in the Amazon that turned into a boat when my oldest heard that there were snakes that lived in the river. We played that we were princes and princesses stuck in a castle hiding from a fire-breathing dragon. We played that we were fairy princesses that built nests for baby birds that lost their parents. We played that we were capturing bad dinosaurs to save the good ones from being eaten. We played that we were searching for lost treasure in a cave so that we could send it to our family in the new world (we were studying the early colonies). Let's just say it's been an odd day.
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