Remember the FitBit Sarah Kate got last week? Here are the screenshots of her step count on Sunday, followed by one of her step count on Monday, the first day of school.
We have some issues, needless to say.
If you have any advice on self-propelled wheelchairs, I’m all ears. Sarah Kate has had a transport wheelchair at school for field trips and emergencies for a few years, but as you can probably guess from her drastically increased step count, she’s doing a LOT of walking at school this year, and it hasn’t gone well. Add to that already tough equation her heavy pack and a second item to carry (see #3 for more info), and I’m thinking it’s time to buy a chair.
The old one isn’t self-propelled, and it’s really too small, anyway. She still won’t use it all the time, or even a lot of the time once we get past these next few months, but eventually she’ll need it for Walt Disney World or field trips or whathaveyou when she’s outgrown the old one.
Sarah Kate joined the band this week. Her desire to do so fell out of the clear blue sky, but when we asked her what she wanted to play and why, her answer was respectable: “clarinet, because I really like the way it sounds.” So we signed her up and are now the proud renters of a refurbished entry-level clarinet.
I took her up to the school on Wednesday to test her out on a few instruments (she was also open to the possibility of the flute and trombone – yes, TROMBONE! and no, I do not know why) but Mr. Andi and I were questioning if there’s a patron saint of woodwind instruments, because my sister played clarinet, still has it, and offered to let Sarah Kate have it if that was the instrument she chose. Winning!
If she sticks with it at least four months we’ll cast off the shackles of renter-hood and get Meredith’s clarinet ready to use.
Remember that photo of the kids with Governor Bentley? The one where the governor was holding Nathan? I’ve posted it again below to jog your memory.
What I failed to opted not to mention is that Nathan had a big stinky poo in his pull-up. Wildly inappropriate, I know. We’re a classy bunch, to be sure.
Speaking of Nathan, what can I do with him in tow for less than an hour each day? His preschool gets out at 1:45 but I don’t pick Sarah Kate up until 2:45. The two schools are only about five minutes apart, and we live about five minutes from hers and ten minutes from his. Right now I’m burning a crazy amount of gas sitting in the parking lot with the air running, but it seems silly to go home.
I have a neuroma in my right foot. 🙁 Neuroma in foot >> pain when running >> no running >> stressed out Andi. I got the first of a few? (several? many?) injections of alcohol in the nerve on Tuesday; the doctor said the alcohol injections work for 85% of people, which I assume he intended to be a hopeful, positive prognosis. I wanted to pull out a photo of my family and respond that 85% didn’t seem like very good odds to me … just sayin’.
Would love to hear from any of you who’ve successfully conquered a neuroma!
Yesterday, while I was home alone when the kids were at school, I didn’t turn on the TV, radio, Pandora, etc. the whole time, and I stayed off the computer most of that time. I can’t remember the last time I was in the house when it was silent during the day, and to be honest, I’m surprised that I liked it since I have a hard time not plugging in. But like I did. I could definitely get used to his…
Have a great weekend!
This post was inspired by and is linked to Conversion Diary‘s 7 Quick Takes.
