There is a lot that happened in the last two weeks. It seems we have been on the go constantly, or maybe it's just me. Let's see how much I can remember.
Two weeks ago, it was our last week before school started. I spent some time double checking to make sure we were ready, because we would be starting right after we got back from visiting grandma in Paola. The kids started practicing their school routine. I typically have the kids practice what they are supposed to do on a school day, which is basically get ready before playing. They were also excited to roll the cart out for school. This year I invested in a cart that keeps EVERYTHING we need for school. Last year I spent so much time running between rooms to get different things that I decided I'd make my life easier.
We watched a little boy from church for his mom. The kids had so much fun playing with him. I was very impressed with how Liam played with him. He is a pill sometimes, but he can be so sweet in playing with others. Hyrum kept us busy with Kuk Sool. We are still adjusting to having 2-3 classes a week. He loves it. He really enjoys learning all the new moves. Again, I don't enjoy how much he does it on his siblings. It's a constant battle to help him understand that he can't do the same things at home. Tim stayed busy with work seeing lots of patients. I've decided that I'm going to do PR for his clinic. He's had several people make appointments with him recently due to my telling people about what he can do. It's kind of fun to see people get a spark of hope when they have been in pain for so long.
We left for Paola that weekend. The kids did well with the car ride. The hotel was a bit of a disaster. Within the first 10 minutes we lost Liam to the hall and Owen locked himself in a room. We had adjoining rooms and I went over the other room to get the adjoining door open. I didn't realize that Liam had followed me into the hall. He didn't know where I had gone and was in the hall for a couple of minutes until we realized that he was missing. Lila luckily checked the hall fast and found him. He was teary eyed. I felt so bad that I didn't realize that he followed me. It was his first experience with the emotion of lost. To stop anyone from escaping into the hall I locked the top lock on the doors, so now one could escape. That proved to be a terrible idea too. Owen loves to close doors. Some how he closed the adjoining door when everyone else was in the opposite room from him. Tim and I ran out to the hall to see if we could get the door open, but it proved impossible with the top lock on. The poor kid looked so pitiful reaching through the crack in door to try to get us. I ran down to the front deck and they had a tool that was just for cases like ours. Pretty sure we were the only ones to ever need it, but I'm glad they had it, because I was envisioning needing to dismantle doors to get him out. After that craziness top locks were banned and towels where draped over the tops of the adjoining doors.
We spent lots of time with grandma on Saturday exploring her house and playing. I'm sure grandma had flashbacks with the kids going in and out of the house. Their business is never more apparent than when we visit other people. They also spent some time riding the neighborhood with scooters, playing at a playground, doing a picnic lunch, and getting chigger bites.
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