Yesterday I was working on a quilt block while Ivy played nearby, when she turned to me and said,
“You know, there’s basically no such thing as bad luck, scientifically speaking.”
And she used air quotes when she said “scientifically speaking”.
Five year olds are freaking awesome.
She’s been keeping busy working on a million pieces of paper food for daaaaays now. She’s drawn and cut out fruits and vegetables, slices of pizza, a whole cake, many many pieces of cake, cupcakes, donuts, brownies, jugs and glasses of lemonade, plates, forks, spoons, napkins, and even tiny crumbs. It’s actually seriously awesome. She’ll make you a plate of paper food, hand you a fork and napkin, and do the same herself. She even dabs at the corners of her mouth with her napkin (which is a piece of paper) after she’s eaten her food (all hand drawn and cut out by Ivy). She’s made a very impressive collection already and she still has plans to add to it. She wants to work on hard candies today.
Today I’m trying to fight off a chest cold/maybe bronchitis for the second day and so Ivy is watching way too much YouTube kids, again. I just dragged myself out of bed after sleeping for 2 1/2 hours, because I felt like I should probably feed Ivy lunch. Because it’s 2 pm.
I had to bake cookies and blondies this morning for Seth’s class bake sale tomorrow, which almost killed me.
The laundry is piling up but I feel too overwhelmed to carry it to the basement.
Neil’s away in Edmonton till midnight. Being sick and single parenting is a bad combo. I’m trying to figure out if the kids can cook their own supper tonight, or if they’d mind just eating popcorn for supper.
Anyway I did make it out of bed and onto the couch and I’m sure Ivy won’t mind topping up her screen time by watching some Netflix with me.
Also, she’s been wearing those pajamas since Monday evening. She even wore them to swimming lessons. That’s how we roll.