In summary:
Brooklynn couldn’t pop her ears so she cried.
The volleyball team got second – five games in the championship round.
We got to see everyone up in North Dakota.
We drove almost 700 miles, or enough to get from there back home to Denver.
We flew home.
Good job, Sarah. Brooklynn says she had a good time, when she wasn’t crying or sleeping at least.
The semi-finals of state volleyball are over.
We have a somewhat regular schedule at our house, but that schedule has also included a baby waking up in the middle of the night for the past two weeks. We are just doing a complete schedule reboot this weekend. It’s almost midnight and we are just getting her to bed. Yes, she slept on the drive home, but it isn’t the normal bath, story and bottle routine we’ve grown accustom to.
We’ll be back again tomorrow, cheering at the finals. Brooklynn doesn’t really understand the game of volleyball all that well, but she likes to smile, coo, be cute, and spit up all over her parents. It might not be the best system, but it’s our system and the team is winning, so we’re sticking to it.
Brooklynn is ready. (Ok, really, Brooklynn is still sleeping. Like I said yesterday, she really doesn’t do much to help out around the house.)
I don’t know that we’re ready either, but ready or not, here we go.
And we’re really hoping for no snow. We’ve had enough of that already this year, thank you very much.
For as much as Rhiannon and I have traveled since we’ve been married and as much as our travels have often involved leaving at unholy hours of the morning, you’d think that we would learn to not pack so late into the night beforehand. Especially with a baby, right? I mean, no one would leave everything until the last minute when a baby is involved, because that’s just asking for trouble.
Apparently, we not only like to have trouble over for dinner, we hand it the keys to the house as well. Hey, we might just make it to bed before midnight if we’re lucky.
I expect to hear Brooklynn waking up in about three hours. Why didn’t she help? I was always under the impression that kids were supposed to do chores to pitch in.
With some of the traveling we’ll be doing over the next few weeks, Rhiannon and I decided that if we were going to get lights on our house, we better do it before the Christmas season is over. That, and the fact that last year we waited until December to get any lights and the selection was pretty picked over. We have LED light strands that allow up to 85 of them to be daisy-chained up to one outlet and they pay for the additional cost in a little over one holiday season.
Last year, once we did get the lights, it was easy to put them up. I don’t think we got any real amount of snow worth talking about until sometime in February. Not so this year. It isn’t Thanksgiving yet and we just had our second decent snowfall of the season.
One of the lighting decisions we had to make was if we wanted icicle lights for the house or just regular strands. Added cost and the hassle of putting up over 100 feet of lights made the decision pretty easy. Besides, who needs to buy icicle lights when mother nature will do most of the work for you?
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