March 3, 2024 - Sunday

This morning was wild. First, I couldn't make normal breakfasts because we have no oven now. Plus, I had 1,000 things to bring into church, between bags, donations, posterboard, teachings, schedules, and Caitlin's instant pot. The whole drive over, Ollie screamed and cried that she wasn't going to go to class. We get there and I had to make copies for my meeting that started at 9:15. Of course, the copy machine was not working at first. I did, eventually, get my copies made and got to my meeting right on time. BUT that meant Ben and Jonas had to do all of the set up for Oasis. I didn't get to inspect the classrooms or greet anyone or anything! It was really hard for me to let go of that and Ben's face made it very clear that he wasn't enjoying it either. Our meeting was somewhat useful, but really too short to get everything figured out that we were hoping to get figured out. As the meeting was finishing up, middle schoolers started showing up with their baked goods to sell and group leaders and parents were all getting very frustrated that nothing was set up for them. Of course, I had no idea wtf was going on with that at all. I really wish people would fill me in on these kinds of events! I also had to carry/drag Ollie into her classroom which was somewhat embarrassing, since she was kicking me, screaming, and crying for all the world to hear. But that's just mom life! So then, for the next hour, I took turns trying to calm Jonas down and help with the middle school bake sale and going into all of the classrooms to give my giving presentation to the kids. It was a really, really stressful morning. I have no idea how class went. I do know we had several no shows, but I don't even know who they were! And I had no Anne there to back me up. It was just a uniquely messy storm of events that will likely never happen again! But didn't make for a very fun morning for me or anyone in my family. The bake sale was a big success though and Jonas did end up feeling really positive about it. 

After we got home, we went right outside to be productive. I changed out the dryer vent, finally, we cleaned up the back yard, and we headed over to the side yard to keep working on the old wood pile and clear away brush. We worked on that for hours and were both so exhausted when we were done that we just wanted to sit around for the rest of the night. However, I had 20+ pairs of boots stomping through the house last night and there was mud EVERYWHERE. So, rather than relaxing, I cleaned and mopped for an hour or so. I did get to play a little Zelda, eventually. I didn't cook. We just ate whatever: cereal, crackers and cheese, leftovers. 

When Jonas got home from group and was getting ready to go to bed, he told me that he couldn't find one of his fish. I found it, dead, and he was panicked, crying about it. We did some research and learned that there are a couple of things he should be doing with his tank that he didn't know about. We spent a half hour, cleaning the tank and changing water and I thought we were all good. But then he came in my room crying and we snuggled and talked for another half hour. So rather than reading, I got some one-on-one time with my Jonas. That never happens anymore and I'm glad he was willing to spend some time talking about his feelings!