kyaraelf

One week down.

So I have less bras, more Evan, less time in the car, and more guilt for not getting things done in the house. Because I am still working just as much the only real difference is what I'm wearing, who I'm seeing in person and how much time I spend in the car. The weekend should be tough though.

I have more to say but I am in a truly craptacular mood so I will write in tomorrow. Maybe.

So maybe I'll start writing again. I'm trying right now.

So there is so much to write about that I don't know where to start.

Um, so last Thursday E had a half day of school because of parent teacher conferences, which they had canceled anyway. While I was at work that day we got the news that CT schools were closing indefinitely. So I write my boss to ask/tell her about working from home indefinitely. I was told to work from home on Friday because that is my normal WFH day and she'd get back to me about going forward. I didn't hear until Sunday. It could have been nerve wracking but I think I have reached a point on not giving a f*ck about work any more. I mean I will do my job. I will be excellent at it but it won't take too much for them to make me say bye-bye at this point. It would force me to focus on my job hunt.

So Friday was good. E primarily let me work. He did reading and math and otherwise he had the day to watch tv and play Fortnite. J made it home in record time and even stopped at the supermarket and bought a bunch of meat. Since it was Friday the 13th we decided to let E watch something scary. We settled on Cabin in the Woods. This was his first horror movie not aimed at kids. He wasn't scared at all. He decided the woman dubbed 'the Virgin' in the movie was 'the Smart Girl.' Sure. Ok. Whatever.

Saturday was nice and chill. We did some stuff around the house. J and E played Diablo. We played Connect 4. We went for a walk in the woods up the block and even got to talk with neighbors a bit. We watched Frozen 2 that night. Evan liked it better than the first one, but that isn't difficult because he hated the first one.

Sunday we braved the supermarket. I willfully did not pay attention to if people were looking at us and judging us for bringing E with us. We did self scanning at Stop and Shop and he was holding the scanner that we disinfected before handing it to him. He wasn't touching things. We got almost everything on our list and then a few other things. I still want another thing of Clorox wipes but I have one container so we are good for now. We need hand sanitizer. J's job is not supplying him with it. He is going into people's homes near one of the bigger hotspots in the country for the virus. He said he is just going to use alcohol wipes, that the company supplies for fiber splices, when he runs out of sanitizer. I'm going to stop myself there before I rant.

We made a schedule for E. It is over ambitious. I know it is. Knowing it is will let me let him slide when he doesn't do it all. He did great on Monday. Not perfect, but great. The thing I was proudest of was his writing assignment. I gave him an hour to research something about Ireland and write a 100 word essay on it. He chose the potato famine. He finished in 40 minutes and it wasn't a terrible essay. Today he has to do 200 words. He is going to do it on St. Patrick.

We tried to videoconference with my older nephew at lunch time. We had to shut off the video but I think the boys had fun talking to each other.

OK, so this was a start. We will see if it continues tomorrow.

This is a comment I left on the parenting4real lj community:

My son is 29 months old.

I had actually heard that pooping usually comes first. I think that just goes to show that there is no norm.

The daycare that my son is at starts offering chances to sit on the toilet at 18 months. So at 17 months I bought a potty. He quickly learned that he got books read to him and stickers for sitting on the potty. There was no recognition that he was supposed to be peeing or pooping. So we first took the stickers away and then the books. Now he only wants to sit on the potty to avoid going to bed. Still last week he did pee on the potty (literally, none of it went in) and he was treated to lots of cheers and a big Spiderman sticker.

In a way there is more success at daycare. He sits on the potty most of the time when it is time to change his diaper. He has learned to pull down his pants and take off his own diaper. We have started having him take off his own diaper at home now too. I think peer pressure has a lot to do with why he is better about it at daycare.

Still he isn't even close. He has only once pooped on the potty and that was when he was sick and I took advantage of the situation but it left no impression on him.

I'm not worried about it. I think about it all the time though. It will happen when it happens (but I hope it happens sooner rather than later.

I now have a Dreamwidth account. LJ is still primary but I have a feeling that will change over time.