I took down most of our holiday decorations last weekend. Honestly, I wasn't ready to take them down. But Fritz's mother – my mother-in-law – arrives in less than 1 week for 2 weeks. That was all the motivation I needed to start prepping.
While I took down the exterior lights, the boys played outside in the front yard. Mattias needed so much less supervision than he did three months ago, that I actually managed to get the lights down, as opposed to running, catching, and carrying him away from the street. It was so nice and lovely outside that nobody needed a coat.
Noah, nonetheless, has started to put on Mattias's coat for him when we are heading out. It's amazingly helpful to have the four year old dressing the one year old. Noah also sets the table without prompting. He uses the 'good dishes' and leaves the Ikea plasticware in the cabinet. So, I packed up the plasticware, while packing up the Christmas ornaments.
Plates and glasses will be breaking in our future; I'm ready. Breaking dishes will be part of learning about manners (I think). I bought new (cheap) ceramic plates in preparation. I'm more worried about the damage to the wood floor than plates themselves.
The wood floors begin to take more abuse when the weather gets nice, anyway. It's the sand: sand that is tracked inside in the warm weather. (Whose idea was it to give the boys a sandbox?)
The neighbors have also been outside in force this week, thanks to the nice weather. I find myself being my version of a social butterfly. By any objective standard, this is not very social. But for me, I'm feeling mentally exhausted from all the small talk. All the small talk is occupying the part of my brain that is usually reserved for blogging.
I secretly hope it gets cold again soon. Because I kind of miss sitting here at my computer typing.