Case in point.
It’s one of those things. When you most need a break, there’s none to be had. That’s the last month for us. My pseudo-pneumonia turned into real pneumonia, and then D was off to Hong Kong for a week. A WEEK. Urgh. My mother-in-law was in town, so she used our place as a base in Vienna, the kids got to spend some time with their Oma. Sadly there was no real respite for me, and I was left with the choice of getting my sick ass ready and out the door to deliver Noah unto his KG, or skip it, thus being allowed to stay home, but having both lads home with me. Teeter-totter. I got him there a couple of times, but then I still had to, you know, go get him too. So that didn’t help. Anyhoo, I’m better now, lost some weight (I knew it! I needed to get sick or start smoking again. Phew!), and back online.
I sat with them a few times, sometimes we were joined by their Oma, and played Play-Doh. Noah and I read a bit (every sentenced underlined by coughing “And then… *cough**cough* Mr. Silly realized *cough**cough**cough**HACK* that he had left Nonsenseland *cough**cough**cough**cough**cough**ohgodpleasekillme* because the trees *cough* were GREEN!), Lil G played with his cars, but… mostly we tried to keep from going absolutely mad.
I brought out the flour again. Remember the flour?
Anyway, they were often left to their own devices, and creativity abounds in search of entertainment…
Better pictures from the farm… October 11, 2010
I just realised that a) the iphone is no replacement for my Lumix, and b) if I have to take photos with a phone, it should be D’s iphone 4. It’s faster, sharper and we love it. But not as much as the Lumix.
So, the lesson was learned, the Lumix will not be forgotten again.
Out of Town October 10, 2010
A few weeks ago, D’s grandmother passed away. This comes only a few months after his grandfather passed away, so everyone got together in the wee town of Saalfelden to lay them both to rest. After my initial panic regarding what to do with the lads, we decided that everyone would go, but the boys would have a babysitter for the actual service and funeral. Though the reason for our trip was sad, Saalfelden surrounds are at their most glorious in the late autumn. I had totally forgotten (it’s been over a year since we were there last), and even though it had been rainy and gray earlier, by the time we arrived, and for the duration of our extended weekend, the sun shone, the foliage was a-turning (Birdcage!), the air was clean.
We visited friends, the kind that embellish the view (holy crap, did you see the view?), with a trampoline. A trampoline!
It was sunny and warm, just the right weather for exploring…
And when it was time to leave, both kids slept alllllll the way to Vienna. Success!
I’ve missed getting out of town. Even if it’s just for two nights, it’s good to get away and breathe again. Their cheeks are pink all day long, and when they fall asleep, it’s from the kind of exhaustion that you only get when you’ve been really active, in clean air, rolling around in grass, feeding the goats, and seeing family from far away. And though I have made the journey this past month from cold to flu, to various sinus infections and pneumonia, though I went there sick and nauseous, and returned sick and coughing, well, I’ve not felt so refreshed in ages. *cough* *hack* Hurray the country! Long live the Alps!
October 3, 2010 October 5, 2010
Anyone who knows me knows I love autumn. But anyone who knew me way back when would be surprised to know I love the countryside. And long walks and all that. I do. Deeply. So deeply that after my months of nagging finally paid off and D got us a car (I chant “A car! A car!” just like I chant “The tree! The tree!”), no time was wasted and an invitation to Shaun and Alex’s farm was wrangled. Not so much wrangled as kindly extended, but I like to think I had something more to do with it than going,”Shaun! We have a car! A car! A car!”, and him replying,” Well, okay then! Come out to the farm on Sunday! I’ll cook, Noah can feed the chickens!” So off we went!
It was bitterly cold, we were wearing our wellies, and we were on a farm in the autumn! Wahooo! After a lunch of roast chicken-the-size-of-a-turkey, Alex returned to… you know, his job (no weekends! Like me!), and we went on a walk that was beautiful and brisk until Lil G decided he wasn’t going to walk where we were walking, and the screaming commenced.
My little boy’s wish was to sit in the tractor. And he got his wish. And then he sat in four other tractors too.
We rounded the whole thing off by picking some apples, thank goodness Noah found a handy wheelbarrow that did the trick.
A lovely weekend trip to Schönau! We’ll be back!