It’s been a long weekend.
Leo nor Roma attend daycare on a Friday. Then came the weekend which was followed today with President’s Day. ¬†Adam went to work ¬†which left me with 4 whole days of the kids. I’m not complaining but I am looking forward to having a few hours to myself today.
It has been a busy weekend with Adam and I working on the yard and then placing an ad in Craigslist for free firewood.  So far we have had over 30 people contact us.  We let a foster parent come first. She along with one of the kids she fosters and a work colleague came early on Sunday morning and loaded up the back of the car with as much as they could fit in it.
Around lunchtime a couple came by. The wife had contacted us saying her husband had been out of work for awhile and they needed the firewood for  heating. They came with a big truck and loaded up that vehicle with so much wood. Adam and I helped to pack the logs in. They left with huge smiles on their faces. They were so appreciative.
We have plenty of wood and plenty more of people to come.
Today, I didn’t want to arrange anyone coming by. I wanted to spend some time outdoors with the kids instead of waiting for people to arrive.
This morning, as soon as Adam left, I decided that we should go for a walk. I didn’t want to go to the park because it rained last night so the grass would be quite muddy.
Leo wanted to wear his firemen boots, as he calls them.
We headed down the hill in the opposite direction of the park when Leo asked where are we going. I told him for walk. Leo said he wanted to go to the park. I told him the slides and swings would be wet. He said he still wanted to go. We turned and came back up the hill and into the park.
I didn’t bring the stroller because Roma likes to walk outdoors now she can walk but not today. ¬†I ended up carrying her for more than an hour because ¬†she didn’t feel like walking at all. Leo didn’t mind going down the wet slides or sitting on the swings and playing with the two other boys he met there but Roma was having none of it.
We came home and I hosed down my muddy boots and Leo’s firemen boots. Roma’s shoes did not need cleaning. Not even a splash of mud touched her shoes. Lucky for her but unlucky for my lovely boots. Oh well.
