Did you know that I can bathe three preschoolers in about five minutes flat? I don’t usually bathe all three at the same time, but I can. Did you know that I never would have thought in a million years that I could do that? Well, now I know that I can. And there are many other things that we can do now that we never thought we could or would do. But this is just one of the many.
There’s a building in town that I drive by several times a week. It’s vacant. It’s been vacant for years. It may be falling to the ground for all I know, but it’s got GREAT light. Every time I see it I wonder about it. For months I’ve been thinking about this old building. Is it for sale? For lease? How much is it? Is it total crap inside? Would renting/buying a building help my business or eat every bit of money I bring in and then some?
And so every time I see it, I just keep driving. I never stop to inquire or write down a phone number.
Being in business for yourself is risky. And I really haven’t taken very many risks. And I know that one of these days I’ll have to step up my business or it will never grow bigger than it is now.
So anyway, there’s this building that I’ll continue to drive past several times a week and wonder… When? How much? Can I do it? How? Would it be crazy? Is crazy all bad?
And the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high
One of these mornings
You’re going to rise up singing
Then you’ll spread your wings
And you’ll take to the sky
Our friend, Hannah came over on Wednesday to hang out. She and Jackson have lots of the same interests and they really enjoy spending time together. And having a girl over to play with Jackson is a lot less loud than having a boy over…most of the time.
First, we had to go to the store and get lots of stuff. Hannah and Jackson wrote the list for me and now I’m kicking myself for not taking a picture of it. Shame on me. Hannah was very helpful at the store. Jack…not so much.
Sidenote: I felt like getting my vintage on with some of these photos.
– 1 cup fresh or frozen strawberries
– 1 banana
– 1/2 cup pineapple, grape, or orange juice
– 4 ice cubes
Then we made pizza. I usually just buy the canned pizza dough, but this time I made it! Go me! And it was really good. Really sticky, but really good. Jack said it was the best pizza in the world. I don’t know about that, but it was pretty good. We even (sort of) stuffed the crust.
And then, the most fun part of all, we made Wookie Cookies! That recipe is in the same Star Wars Cookbook. They were a little strange, I thought. The recipe is more heavy on flour and not as heavy on sugar as most chocolate chip cookie recipes. So they were pretty light and sort of crumbly.
We made a good mess.
Thanks for hanging out, Hannah. You need to come hang out again real soon. Instead of shopping and cooking, maybe you can help me do the laundry. That sounds like fun, right??
On Tuesday we went on a bug hunt with some of our other Camp Fidgety friends. My friend Jennie started a day camp for special needs kids and their siblings.
Jack and I had a little conversation about that. He asked who the special needs kid in our family is. I told him that Mikey is our “special needs child” and his official diagnosis is Pain in the Butt. But really in all seriousness, Mikey has really been keeping it together MUCH better these days.
First the kids learned about bugs that are safe to touch and bugs that aren’t.
Then they got to play with ladybugs. Mikey thought it was great. Brittany, on the other hand, acted like she was dying. I didn’t have much pity for the dear girl.
And then they got to eat giant ants, which apparently taste kind of like bacon. Kind of reminds me of those Beggin’ Strips dog treats that “taste like bacon.” Pass, thank you very much. But Jackson succomb to peer pressure and tried one. The kid who can barely swallow mashed potatoes ate a giant toasted ant. I think Mikey might have tried it too, but he’s allergic to ants. I’m not really sure what eating one would do to him and I didn’t care to find out.
And then they hunted for various kinds of bugs. Mikey had a good time until he lost his cricket. Then he joined his sister in the drama department while my right eyelid twitched a little.
I didn’t really take any blog appropriate, non-identifying photos of Brittany. Besides, if I had, she would have just been crying or bending over looking at her feet making sure there were no ants or other bugs on them. Now that I know that she’s terrified of bugs, we’ll have to start working to remedy that. (Insert maniacal laughter here.) Bless her little heart.
We (I??) decided that we “needed” a swing set in our backyard to make it through the endless summer days with these FOUR kids. So we sort of splurged and got a pretty cool swing set.
And so far… IT’S SO FREAKING AWESOME!!! They play and play and play. I hope they play like this for months on end. And Brittany and Mikey have really been spending lots more time together. It’ been great! Can you tell that I’m just a little bit excited about it?
A friend told me that a good swing set can change your life. I think she might be right. I think she might need to get her own t.v. show.
Anyway, here are a few picture from today after church. The kids played outside while I fixed lunch. And then we had lunch outside in the shade, and then the kids just played. It was so nice. And then Phillip got home and we tried to take a nap, but we couldn’t because of stinkin’ Mikey! But that’s beside the point. Enjoy some photos.
And since I can’t post photos of the other two, I’ll just post some of this one. And not because he’s the favorite either. He was very tickled that his cup was swinging too.
I got a call a few minutes ago from the girls’ CPS social worker, who is awesome by the way. Anyway, they had court today and finally got the termination stuff done for Jade. Brittany came to us legally free for adoption, but Jade wasn’t yet. And we knew we wanted to adopt them both together even though technically we could adopt Brittany before Jade.
But now she’s free!! Free of the past. Free of the junk she was born into. Free to be forever a Hintze like her sister and her brother.
So we now have to wait 90 days until adoption day. That will put us adopting the girls some time in September. And now we’ve got lots of stuff to do before then. Like various subsidy paperwork stuff, lawyer stuff, and I think we have to get both girls evaluated by a developmental pediatrician.
When we adopted Mikey we were surrounded by so many friends and family. It was just amazing. People took off work, some friends took their kids out of school, and our church office even closed down because so many of the staff were going to be there. And I suspect we will have lots of people at the girls’ adoption too. It will be a cool day.
The 90 day countdown has begun!
I used to post lots of pictures. Man, lately I just don’t have time! I don’t take nearly as many pictures as I did when we only had two kids and even when I do take pictures, I have a hard time sitting down and working on them. AND…it’s hard to feel motiviated to just continue to put up pictures of the backs of the girls’ heads. There are only so many ways you can photograph a kid without showing their face and I’m getting bored with that. I’ve taken some cute pictures of the girls lately, but I just can’t share them on here.
There’s also something else I haven’t gotten around to doing in way too long…
For the next two weeks we’re taking Mikey off of all dairy and fruit juice. That’s right, grandparents, no fruit juice. For two weeks. We can handle it. And also NO sugary snacks. It’s only for two weeks. No ice cream, cheese, cream cheese, milk, yogurt for two weeks.
It’s only two weeks.
Why am I doing this? Because I was reading about ADD and ADHD and *many* kids with ADD and ADHD symptoms do better once you remove dairy and fruit juices from their diet. I’m hoping that maybe, just maybe it might slow him down some. I’m hoping it might cause the rocking to lessen. I’m hoping maybe he’ll stop clearning his throat every ten seconds. I’m hoping it might help with the stuttering. And I’m also hoping that he might stop singing the same Christmas song over and over and over again.
It’s only two weeks.
Unless we see noticeable improvement in his behaviors. And then it could be permanent. But for now, let’s just start with two weeks and see what happens. Deal?