Jamie and Liam Chew's Blog: 2009-11-03

2009-11-03 24:15 (Kristen) The end of daylight savings strikes again, as I was woken up by both boys being loud as crows in the morning, happy to be awake, and notifying me in their own ways that it was daytime, Mummy. It was also about 45 minutes earlier than I'm used to, and as I'd been up quite late the night before, I was no entirely happy about it. And yet, we soldier on. Jamie got to school on time and with a little to spare, and Liam was at Hakobune on time too. Wow! Liam greeted me with an enormous running, "leap-into-Mummy's-arms" hug, and I whisked him off home. I should mention that, instead of playing DS the entire ride there and back, we read Rhyming Dust Bunnies, which is Liam's favourite book right now. He also pounced on me to read Blueberries for Sal, which delighted me. Maybe the end of the DS obsession is in sight? There might be room for other pursuits? I live in hope! We went to pick up Jamie, played a little, and then Jamie went home with Gary (who happened by at the wrong time) while I went to get a few groceries at the Big Carrot with Liam. He fell asleep just as we approached our house, despite his protestations when prevented earlier that he wasn't sleepy and he wouldn't fall asleep, and was made to walk the last few metres home. Protest. However, it was close to 5:00, and a nap at that time would have been more than disasterous. The kids played, ate dinner here and there (it was far from an organized family meal night), and stayed home with John after I went a few houses over to go to my book club. John informs me that the new rule for nights when I'm out is that they only speak in Japanese when I'm not there. They forget every few minutes, of course, but then they remember and start again. I'm all in favour of this, and may use it was an excuse to go out. "Oh, don't you want a Japanese boys' night again? Don't the kids need some language practice?" We'll see. I came home to put the boys to bed with John, and they were bouncing off the walls. As I came upstairs, John was pretending to call me on my cell, saying to come home right NOW, and Liam delightedly pounced on me, saying that he *knew* I was coming home to put *him* to bed. The boys were asleep in less than ten minutes, which was a clear indication that it had been a long and satisfying day.