As we navigated through hybrid learning, Eva has discovered an interest in Greek mythology. She started memorizing the stories of the Greek gods and goddesses. Eva drew them. She read graphic novels about them. And we started to listen to audio stories and reading short stories before bed.
Eva is always continuously amazing me with her ambition and interests!
I don't know why, but I just feel like it has been non-stop drama the past 2 months. And not good drama, like "Hey! You won the lottery!"
It started with Eva's hand, skiing. We thought we dodged a bullet, then got a phone call that the bone professional just isn't quite sure if it is broken or not. Talk about a false positive!
Then the day after hiking with our friends, Dylan complained his head hurt. He said he went to the nurse. She said he must have bruised it, and gave him an ice pack.
Dylan was telling me this, and it just didn't add up. "When did you hit your head?" I asked. Knowing Dylan, it is entirely possible just walking through a doorway. "I didn't!" he assured me. I came home, looked at his head, and found a tick lodged in the side of his temple.
I waved to my friends at the desk in the emergency room as I entered. This time I decided, well, I might as well download the app. We are here enough.
Little did I know we would be back in a week.
Well, I mean, why wouldn't we?
In the meantime however, Gizzy took a turn and had his cojones removed.
Anyway, he sported a very fashionable plastic cone for 10 days. It did not seem to bother him in the least. In fact, he was rockin' it because it gave him extra protection against the cat.
Which, the whole procedure was a joke anyway, and I want my money back because I came home to him humping the cat today.
There IS a point to this rant. I was just building background.
Around Wednesday, Eva started saying her throat hurt. I made her some tea. Thursday, she kept talking about how much she needed to blow her nose.
Always the simpathetic heart, I told her to suck it up. You have a cold. You'll be fine.
Well don't I feel like an ass on Saturday night when she spikes a fever.
I do not jump the gun; neither of my kids have been tested yet for COVID. Just because her throat hurt I wasn't about to start screaming "CORONA!!"
But then I started second guessing myself. The fever broke through the night. I slept on the floor next to her bed, paranoid now that she would stop breathing. It weirdly brought me back to every terrible memory of when Dyleva was sick.
Jeff took her to be tested the next morning. I was nervous, because the result would affect our entire family the next 10 days.
It was NEGATIVE!
Thank you, Thank you.
Stupid Lancaster Central Schools, forcing all kids to come back full-time.
What did we think would happen? It's been one week!
Our third hiking challenge! We should be experts by now! This one is the same length-20 hikes, but now its not Covid season, so it may be a little more difficult to finish!
The other day, Eva asked me if she could have the chopsticks in our junk draw. I was like, "Sure......"
This morning she woke up and began painting.
I just cleaned the house.
She was working so intently, and it took her the whole day.
I look over and see that she has turned each chopstick into a magic wand, Harry Potter style!
They are so delicate and beautiful. Eva will add them to her Harry Potter potion shelf, last year's creation.
Jeff was exceptionally restless to get somewhere.
I however, have truly made my peace with my home. I am extremely grateful for what I have and I love being here. If nothing else, Covid has helped me develop an appreciation for my home.
That's not to say that I don't like to travel.....I love to travel. Just not always the way my family does.
On that note, for the drive, Jeff has rented a minivan.
People, I am against large vehicles because of the emissions and I drive a small car. But I am also a reasonable person, and I realize if I am about to drive 14 - 16 hours I want to be comfortable. And that has always been my argument. If we need a bigger car, we will rent one.
Well in this time of Covid, when everyone is getting out of town, imagine our panic when the place tells Jeff they have no vehicle for him. Dyleva is with him at the rental place. Cheering for their new car so we can go! No car.
Its almost like someone stuck our balloon with a needle. Jeff reserved in OCTOBER. This was not a spontaneous getaway. In October we thought it would be appropriate to travel.
Breathe.
Luckily, Jeff has more tolerance for these situations. His smoozing eventually got us a massive, terrible, Infinity SUV. I wouldn't touch the thing, but was ok to ride in it.
Dyleva had a field day! They were exploring secret compartments, private temperature control, etc.
We weathered the long drive in style. Puppy in tow. It is SO much easier than with two year olds. I almost found myself blissfully bored. (Shhhh....)
All changed however, upon arrival. I photographed Eva near a palm tree for her tree book that she is researching (so proud!)
We found our place, bikes delivered. Everything was smashing! Let the games begin! We were all in high spirits, tired, but happy.
Not five minutes later, I hear arguing. Dyleva is fighting over the closet and how to unpack. AYFKM???
Sorry for the anacronym but I'm sure you can figure it out. At this point, I pulled a chair in the sun. Fixed a drink, and texted my Bff Lisa. I ignored the screaming ungrateful ninos.
Well, I am happy to say that was the low point. Other than a near suicide attempt on behalf of the dog. The rest of the vaca I would classify as moderate.
We spent time with family; we loved our time with our cousins! Playing tennis and poker!
We explored the island. It was slightly lackluster due to Covid, but we made the best of it.
My favorite part, was the sunrise. I happened to have a bedroom that faced east. Each morning I was blessed with the most beautiful sunrise over the docks.
The last morning, Jeff yanked Dylan up a 5:00 to go fish. So beautiful.
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| Sunrise from my bedroom |
