Today's Musings

Since I cleaned my house on Monday and worked on Tuesday, I had a lazy breakfast with the kids this morning. Finally I got them dressed and we went to our local rec center to see one of our favorite people, Ms. Anja. She is the delightful German woman who works the nursery while people like me work out. The kids adore her, and Anna brought her a picture she had drawn for her this morning of the hurricane.

While I jogged on the treadmill, I enjoyed the new MP3 Player Anthony bought (after reading a review in PC Mag comparing IPods with good quality cheaper alternatives). I realized that nearly everything he downloaded so far was British, either Yaz and Erasure in the 80's, or Coldplay and Keane from today. Oh well, it was enjoyable.

In the afternoon, Anna had her second private swim lesson with Peyton. Anna really likes her private swim lessons and always refers to them that way. We were lucky to have Peyton (a guy) as Anna's swim instructor in group lessons this summer and last summer. Peyton is a 17-year-old hottie.... who calls me ma'am. He is pretty cute and very good at motivating the little kids in his group with out talking down to them. He also can handle 5 little kids all by himself. But in the group lessons, Anna kinda zoned out, and was definitely the baby of her class. In private swim lessons, though, she has all of Peyton's attention, and she really performs. The first time he had her jumping in and doggie paddling to him at the middle of the pool. Today, he had her jumping in to deep water, swimming alone, then floating onto her back, all without assistance. I was impressed.



After swim lessons we had some Blue Bell ice cream then swam some more. What a relief no one subscribes to that silly old wives' tale about not being allowed to swim for at least 1 hour after eating. Remember that? So you wouldn't get a cramp and drown? Whatever. I remember being a kid, so ravenous after swimming I thought I'd implode, trying to decide whether to eat a couple of Doritos or just jump back in and have more fun.

We got home about 4 pm, and I put Colin down for a late nap. I woke him up about 75 minutes later, and boy was he a grumpus! If we don't do something very physical in the morning, he doesn't take a nap at all. Tonight we put him down for bed kind of late but we heard him in there, talking to himself for at least an hour. Yes, sadly, my baby is outgrowing his nap, but its not fair so I'm not really admitting it to myself. Why is it other people have children who take naps up until kindergarten? Although, I do remember being a young child, being made to take a nap and LOATHING it. And I remember going to college and having a napping renaissance. I could take a nap on any day now, except for all the things I have to do and people to care for. And if Colin doesn't nap, I don't know how I'll get anything done without resorting to hours of mind-numbing television.