** This post was written on Sunday, but as I’m sure I’ll never again write another blog post in just one day, I’m gonna post it anyway.
Wow I realized I’ve sort of neglected my little blog as I’ve worked on the nënë show and the design of my up and coming Alphabet Poster that I’ll be presenting there. (I’ve been posting regularly over on Flo the Comic though – hop on over if you haven’t yet!)
It’s been a busy fall – September passed by fast and furious in a cloud of flus and hurried schedules. But I haven’t taken for granted all the things I love about this season. Even as I stay up all night rocking my sick babies, or try to meet deadlines at 3 a.m. between snot suckings and midnight Golden Girls watching (hey, it’s the only thing that helps calm me at night when my mind is racing…) I feel grateful when I walk out into the morning and smell all those rotting leaves and chimneys.
My mom just left. She was here for 6 days and it really flew by. As I watched her pull away today I felt all sad and wistful, as I always do when she goes. If you’ve got a mom like I do, it really is touching to see the lengths they’ll go for you. My mom comes to Montreal several times a year to visit and help out. And almost every single time she leaves with the flu. So unfair!
I felt such a wave of camaraderie this morning though, as I watched her tripping over lego as we tried to get the kids ready for daycare, throwing herself right into our chaos while still wiping sleep from her eyes. I’m almost 37 years old and still, I ran screaming to her this morning when I saw a giant millipede running across my living room. She killed it, even though I know she hates them as much as I do, and she didn’t even make fun of me.
We went and got apples in Rougemont with the kids on Saturday. Perfect fall weather, we dragged the little flu-critters out into the bright sunshine and got them to work packing bags with apples. (I asked Flo the next night what her favourite things were about the weekend – number one was “I feel really REALLY happy that you brought me bags to fill while I picked apples” – gulp. Felt a bit guilty about that one.) We just parked Lenny under a tree to eat Macs and watch the tractor (“TRUCK TRUCK TRUCK TRUCK!”), so Flo really did do most of the work. (Hey, it builds character.) We go here every year – gets a bit rowdy on the weekends as it’s really geared toward families… but it’s super pretty up in the hills with a great view and this year the little farm had baby goats! (Ah! Did you know they are as tiny as little cats!? Amazingly cute.)
Anyway. Hope you’re doing well and having as beautiful a time as we are, wherever you are.