Anyone who truly knows me, would understand how keeping to a schedule of any kind under these circumstances is almost miraculous. My house is in total disarray, waiting for the painter to come finish the inside. He's been a no-show three times now for various reasons (death in the family-- understandable for sure, a little ice on the road-- not so much). I am a person who thrives on order and a household out of balance is a threat to my mental well being. Therefore, keeping up with this blog is a small victory against letting my need for order dictate every aspect of my life.
I'm also using this time, since everything is out of whack anyway, to wean the kids off needing to watch TV while falling asleep. Juliana has crashed within 10 minutes of laying down for the past three nights. Granted, she's asleep on the couch because she doesn't want to be in her room alone. Small steps, right?
Tonight we read Fancy Nancy, one of the books I honestly enjoy most. One thing about the Nancy books, you cannot rush through them. Every page requires extra discussion about her clothes, her vocabulary, her toys... The illustrations are wonderful, capturing the fanciness of Fancy Nancy on every page and in every outfit. Plus, there are lots of fancy new words to learn.
I think I like Nancy so much because when I was pregnant with Juliana, I used to secretly hope for a girly-girl who loves dress up and dolls. And Juliana does remind me of Nancy. She loves to get gussied up, but still has a mean independent streak. She's perfectly girl.
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