We love a short week! I really needed the long weekend. I felt a bit under the weather on Saturday (honestly, I think I was just run down and needed a break) and my beau really stepped up. He took V for the ENTIRE day so I could stay in my room and just rest. I slept. I stayed warm. And plowed through my full dvr. I realized my overflowing dvr was actually contributing to some anxiety (like I was falling behind or something?) so getting caught up actually put my mind more at ease. Sad that tv has such an impact, but there ya have it. After a full day of rest I felt so so so much better. It’s amazing how everything can look and feel so different once you’re recharged. Now I’m ready to take on the week, month, and freezing temps.
On Sunday we took Finn to the Children’s museum and then lunch. As we came out of the restaurant, we realized the flurries were starting. By this point the cold is just biting and miserable, but on Sunday it was warmer, moodier, and a touch magical.
Typically we feed Finn then play and do bedtime before Albert and I settle in for our own late supper. But Finn has been ready to stay up a bit later lately, which pushes our adult meal later and later. On Tuesday, we decided to all eat together and it worked out really well. It was maybe 15 minutes later than he normally eats and 30 minutes earlier than we would maybe prefer for ourselves, but it felt like good meet-in-the middle timing. Finn seemed to really enjoy the experience and eating the same thing as us, and I liked not stressing about two meal preps. It’s definitely easier to accomplish when both of us are there – one to entertain him while food is prepped, the other to cook/clean – but overall it feels like a new level has been unlocked. My family ate together every single night growing up, and I’ve always said that’s something I want for my own family. It’s informed much of my life decisions, from what jobs I accept to where I choose to live, so it’s cool to see it coming together.
Growing up, MLK Day was always a day of service. The Black and Jewish communities and a strong and unique relationship in Savannah and celebrating the day was always a priority. I was so happy to be able to continue that tradition this year when the Harlem JCC and the iconic Abyssinian Baptist Church joined forces to prepare cold weather packages for a local senior care facility. I was so proud to see Finn contribute in his first volunteer experience and I loved seeing our vibrant Harlem community come together in such a beautiful way. Also really cool: when we arrived I said we needed to make our name tags and Finn grabbed the marker out of my hand and started writing his own name – all by himself. I was worried a line would grow behind us so I only let him do the first letter, but he did it quickly and, I think, quite well. Perhaps I’m way off (likely) but I thought kids learned to do that when they were like 5, not barely 3. Guess that school of his is worth every penny. Seeing him learn/do something new is pretty freakin cool.
Peaches to Apples 