Loving the Weekends

Joyfully, I have had two 3-day weekends in a row. Snow days are a small perk in the teaching profession and I love them as much as the kids. We have just starting introducing Noah to feeding himself. It is quite a messy experience, but a wonderful one. I love to cook, but something about cooking for my son is even better. Yesterday he had a scrabbled egg and a piece of toast for breakfast and this morning he had a waffle. You are not supposed to let children eat eggs because of possible allergies. Noah grabbed a huge handful of egg off my plate a month or so ago and has been hooked on them ever since. Last night I made a rice and chicken casserole. It was so much fun to eat as a family with everyone eating the same thing. It doesn't always work out that we can feed him what we are eating, but this dish worked and he loved it.

Noah's top teeth are breaking through. I didn't realize that the top teeth would be worse than the bottom. He is miserable. It hurts his ears and makes his stomach upset sometimes. Poor kiddo. I will be happy when this part ends.

I did manage to reserve the park for March 29th. We have decided to have his birthday party at a park that way everyone could play and we would have cake and punch. I'm going to get him a large cupcake of his own to tackle. We will see how he does. I'm excited. It is hard to figure out what to do for a child's first birthday. Now I need to come up with a theme, so I can send out invitations. I wonder if there are Doodlebop plates and napkins.

Odds and Ends

It has been forever since I felt like I have had time to sit and write. Several weeks ago my ear drum burst and that has been an ever constant trip to the doctor's office. It is healing, but I am virtually deaf in my left ear. Makes teaching a bit of a challenge.

Noah went to the eye doctor and it looks like he has Stephen's eyesight. Everyone do a dance. Stephen didn't develop issues with his eyes until he was 16 and his can be corrected with Lasix. Mine on the other hand can not be corrected and I started wearing glasses at 18 months. Also, they didn't have to pry his eyes open this time which makes me very happy.

I went and did some retirement research and it looks like I am going to have to work until I am 57. I was kinda bummed. I thought I would be able to retire at 53, but all my moving around has cost me a little bit. In several years, I am going to figure out about buying some years. I had always figured that teaching would be my first career and I would have time for a second one. The second one of course changes regularly, so I'm not sure what it is going to be...