I thought October flew by but then November was like, “Hold my beer.” It was a fast month and a good month. Quinn finally had his six year old well visit, which should’ve happened in July, but kept getting pushed back for various reasons. Ash had to go, too, of course, and taking the two of them anywhere together is always a treat 😵💫. Especially when the expectation is that they’re going to be relatively calm and quiet. While Dr. Gary was listening to Quinn breathe, I heard Ash whisper something to me. I said, “That is the weirdest compliment I’ve ever gotten, but thanks, I guess,” so that made Dr. Gary ask what he had said. I told him, “He said my socks smell good.” To be fair, I was wearing tall boot socks, and he’s short, so, like, he’s in the vicinity anyway, but still.
Dr. Gary asked Quinn what he wants to be when he grows up, and Quinn said, “I wanna be in the Army.” Asher volunteered his answer, which was, “I’m gonna be a robber when I grow up.” 🤦🏻♀️ He keeps saying that, and Quinn’s usual career choice is a cop, so I guess Ash will keep him employed if he goes that route 😂.
Ash has entered an overly emotional stage and he cries about everything. He’s driving me crazy. He came into the kitchen one day with tears running down his face, completely distressed about a boy on the show he was watching not being able to go on vacation. I was like, “Don’t worry, that rich YouTuber will go on a million vacations” 😂. Another day, he came to me upset, and I could hardly understand what he was saying. After we took some breaths, he said, “Uncle Greg told Lincoln to get his ass in the house!” I laughed so hard. That was months ago, I have no idea what made him think of it. I told my brother about this at Thanksgiving and told him he’s gonna have to keep his language in check so he doesn’t make Ash cry again.
He has a new abandonment fear, which is also driving me crazy. If I get out of the car for any reason, like the day I had to air up the tires, and he stays in, he has an anxiety attack. He will be in full meltdown mode when I get back in. If I buckle him into his seat and then have to get out to close the garage, same thing. I’m sure it’s age appropriate, but I’m ready for it to go away. I always reassure him that I would never leave him alone in the car. Most of the time, his brother is in it with him, so he’s not even alone.
Speaking of his brother, Quinn had a week off for Thanksgiving, and I was a little apprehensive about how it was going to go. Ash was off, too, of course, so there was no break for Mama last week. I was shocked at how well they played together and how much better behaved Quinn was overall. There were still some moments, but I thoroughly enjoyed our time together!
Before his break, we had a parent/teacher conference to go over his progress, and his teachers said he’s doing a great job. We talked about a few things he needs to improve upon, and I made well intentioned plans to find him activities to do over the break that would refine those skills. We didn’t do any of them, but I thought about it 😂.
To be honest, I don’t even know how it would go for us to try to do learning activities together at the moment. We’re still clashing during homework, so his dad has mainly taken over that task, because with him, it isn’t a shit show. I have no idea why he fights me so much over it. I enjoy listening to them do it together because it sounds like they’re playing the game Mad Gab whenever Quinn is sounding out words. Like, I can hear what he’s saying, but I’m not sure if he knows what he’s saying.
At the meeting, I was surprised to find out that he had been marked tardy 7 times, despite the fact that he rides the bus in the morning. I told them that I’ve never actually done a morning drop-off, so he should not be marked late. His teacher said she was going to talk to the office about the situation, but I’m also going to call and make sure it gets taken care of. I don’t really care, but his teacher mentioned that he could be disqualified from the attendance reward trip over it, and that’s definitely not fair.
Over the break, we had a super fun play date with our Clegg friends, whom we haven’t seen in a while. The boys all played together so nicely, and Megan and I got to Mom Talk in the kitchen, with minimal interruptions. That’s definitely a sign that our boys are growing up because we’ve never gotten to do that before without having to intervene every few minutes due to wrestling or some other too rough activity.
The next day, we went to the library, where the craft provided was to make a grateful wreath, and I was so proud of the time and effort Quinn put into making his. He wrote the names of lots of people and things he was grateful for. I had book club later that evening, so we had a pretty good day!
We had two Thanksgiving dinners, one with each of our extended families. You can tell our kids are getting older because I hardly took any photos. I’m out of that baby phase where I used to document every move they made, and sometimes taking pics is an afterthought. Like, how I thought we should’ve taken a group photo after Greg and Lori were all packed up to leave 🙃. Same thing happened at Anetia’s house, except I thought about it after we went home. Oh well, I guess. Maybe we’ll remember on Christmas.
I’m not normally an early Christmas decorator, but for some reason, this year I was. I know what day I did it because I was working on putting out decorations in the foyer when I saw Greg and Lori taking a walk past my house. I opened the door to say hi, and when I told them what I was doing, my brother said, “It’s November 19,” as if that mattered to me 🙄😅. I had actually put the tree up two days before that, but I didn’t scandalize myself further by informing him. The kids have been enjoying the lights, and I’ve been enjoying just enjoying the kids. I’m pretty well done Christmas shopping for them, despite the fact that their Christmas lists keep growing 🙄. Kids are ridiculous 😂. Every little thing their hearts desire gets told to me and asked to be put on their Christmas list. I don’t know who they think is going to fulfill all of these wishes of theirs, but sure, let’s add it.
We’ve taken them to wishlist shop at Target (we took pics of some of the things they wanted), we’ve been to the mall to get photos with Santa and the Grinch, and we went to Christmas in the Ville (briefly, as it coincided with our Eagleson dinner) and the Christmas parade. We are fully in the Chrismtas spirit 🎄🎅🏻. We’ve never taken the boys to see the lights at Oglebay, so I think this is going to be the year. They used to get car sick and fall asleep in the car, and I think we’ve gotten those hinderances under control now. I think they’re going to love them. Or probably not since that’s the expectation 🤪.
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