By now, most of you know that Ken was involved in a pretty serious car accident two weeks ago. Kieran was in the car with him.
Both Kieran and Ken are fine, but the car is a mess.
So, unexpectedly, we have a new car. And it's a stick-shift. Something I have yet to master (though I will, because Ken wants his spot in the parking lot back). *sigh*
Another accident occured this past weekend when Amelia had a poop at the playground. I felt HORRIBLE as we ran home. Kieran was awesome, grabbing the sidewalk chalk we had brought and keeping up with me as I raced back to clean her butt.
Mia was so unhappy, but it comes from her witholding poop (Hey, I feel like we've been down this road before.... Oh right - Kieran did this too. UGH.).
Craziness abounds - still haven't held Kieran's birthday party (I am SOOO sucking at that this year) because we had to cancel after the car accident. Hopefully we'll be able to do this in March or April before it's too far away from his birthday. We sold our kayaks (sniff) because we just did not use them anymore and they took up a ton of space in our small basement.
Oh, and we got a new front door. Huzzah!
Ken got it for me as a surprise (we had talked about getting a door, but had not yet been able to go price things out), but Kieran - who is so much like me sometimes it's scary - let the cat out of the bag. See, I had found the receipt from the door installation folk, so I knew it was coming. But, I had no idea when or what it looked like. However, on Wednesday as I walked Kieran home from school he mentions to me, "Do you think you and dad will pick me up together on Friday?" then, close on the heels of that "Wouldn't it be nice to have a new front door?"
At which point I told him I knew we were getting a new door. He then told me it was coming in that week. Wonder which day I thought it would be?
OK, back to work for me. Love you all, blog again eventually.
