Sunday, April 14, 2013

Quick Update

It's been a while since I've written. It's been an interesting couple of months - mostly in a good way, which is why I haven't had the time and energy to write.

Work's been insanely busy, in a great way. (Busy equals job security, which I like.) I earned a promotion, and I have moved into a new department with an awful lot more responsibility. I'm still training - will be for a couple of more weeks - but I surrounded, again, by knowledgeable people who are ready and willing to help. Again, not a zero sum game; we're in it as a team. In my old job, I could use breaks in the action to do a little writing. In my new job, it's a less frenetic pace but a steadier pace.

At home, for last couple of weeks, things have been tricky. I'm adjusting to a new work schedule, which means different things for family relations. Slightly later starting and ending times - moving things by a half hour in both directions - means a slightly different dynamic. I don't quite have it figured out yet, but I will. Trickiest bit is trying to figure out how the kids' growing independence (as they all, baby included, need less direct supervision) intersects with the growing need for housework to get done.

The boys are doing well. The Baby is using more words and occasional sentences: "Hi, Daddy," "Buckles again" (when he wants to put a buckle together another time), that sort of thing. He honestly thinks he's three or five years old, like his bigger brothers. (It doesn't help that he's huge for his age, which lets him have a better-than-normal chance at keeping up.) He loves rubber ducks and little superhero action figures right now and is usually trotting around the house with one in each hand.

Little Bear is - well - three and a half. He is handsome and smart and fun and a bit aggressive at times. Definitely a ball-buster like his father! Yesterday, at breakfast, he was reading from an Elephant and Piggie book, like kids his age (who have books memorized) will do. He misread a word, and I pointed it out... and darned if he didn't go back, sound through the word, and read it out loud. He did it for a few more words as well. It's not shocking that he's learning to read at the age of three, but it's a bit awe-inspiring as well. That's not normal. It's nice to have incredibly smart kids.

The Boy pass through his latest round of ultrasounds and scans with flying colors, still NED (No Evidence of Disease). Dr. Graves received a grant to spend a couple years doing research into pediatric cancer, which is something that I know he's want to do. I need to drop him a line - The Boy and I missed seeing him. We'll be going to kindergarten at our local school, Minedeo. We are okay with that - its a good school with a good music program. He's been doing well in preschool, he is reading pretty competently, and at the parks, he has been working hard to run around with other kids his age.

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