i've been pretty lazy all week, not wanting to leave the house, making macaroni for junior's lunch every day, with the exception of my insane drive to get the backyard cleaned up (forcing t to haul lumber until past midnight one night) i haven't been motivated to do anything.
so khya and i made plans to have a crafty slumber party on friday night. i was going to make a couple of butter chicken recipes (i'm on a search for awesome butter chicken and i think i might have found what i am looking for. of course i can't stand the smell of garam masala right now after 5 hours in the kitchen with it so i have to wait a while to make it again.)
friday morning my neighbor called me and asked if i wanted to go yardsaling with her and her son. we tossed the kids into the double stroller and hiked around for a couple of hours, found some great deals on things i've been looking for (mostly blankets for jack, just in time for summer!) and stopped for
gyros and
ice cream on the way back, bar stools pulled up to a newspaper box in the shade, enjoying the perfect greenwood day.
by the time we got home it was way past junior's naptime, so he wasn't awake yet when our friends showed up to play. i had just enough time to put together the marinade before everyone showed up and piles of toddlers ran around the yard, playing on the swings and watering the garden (i've found the only way to stop jack from pulling out the plants is by letting him overwater them.).
the afternoon was awesome, warm sun streaming in the windows, good food cooking, happy kids running around, fun people relaxing into the weekend, and we ate dinner in our new outdoor dining room while finn lay in the grass waiting for leftovers.
it was idilic.
and then jack ran across the lawn and tripped in a hole and twisted his ankle and everything spiraled downhill. jack couldn't walk, he and sol were both overtired, the bath terrified sol, going to bed freaked jack out, and when we tried to put them in the same room, they both got hysterical and as far as i can tell, jack was so upset and then so concerned about sol being upset that he hyperventilated. short heaving breaths, his head twitching with each one, his eyes wide with fear. it was one of the worst moments of my life and i cannot imagine how he felt.
so we gave up on that plan, jack spent some time outside, sol moved into jack's crib and fussed to sleep quickly. then tom and jack went to bed while khya and i tried to drink away the trauma.
of course, i should have gone right to bed because jack woke every hour crying from the pain in his foot.
it was one hell of a day.
this summer is going to rule.