Gasp!

We lost our internet service yesterday during the strong winds that blew through here. That was a challenge for the first hour or so, but by dinner time, we were all pretty pissed. It never did come back on last night, so Aengus and I played a lot of games: chess, Uno, baseball, catch, and tag (logic, number sense, gross motor skills, PE).

We also watched "Night at the Museum 2" together, then he watched TV in his room for the rest of the evening. It made my evening very quiet (Noah never talks to me; he just listens to music on his headphones, so he almost doesn't count). Aengus came down every so often for snacks or to say hi or to exclaim his the Best Bedroom Ever. :-)

I trusted him with apple slices and peanut butter up there (and gave him a little lecture about privilege and responsibility) . . . . And he came down later to tell me that he didn't spill it, but he DID accidentally stick his hand in the peanut butter.

I refer you to my last post's picture of Pigpen.

{sigh}

Life will be far too calm when he grows up.

Weekend Update

We're going to give this Blogger thing a go and see what happens. The template designs are disappointing, but until I learn how to do it myself, I'm not going to really like any of the designs.

This past weekend was a very productive one: I did some freezer cooking (my freezer's filling up!).

My new freezer. I {heart} it.








Lots of goodies, including meats and cheeses that were on sale, a lasagne, my Basil Chicken Chili, and a peanut butter pie. Mmm, goooood.








Noah had a friend over.

They're so damn cute together, it's hard to believe they raise hell. Do not be fooled.







Jason and Aengus ran cable up to Aengus's room. We rearranged and cleaned it, too, which was a monumental feat.

This is what you see when you walk into Aengus's room. When it's clean.











This is his bed (those are blankets and penguins down there). You can't see this in the pic, but under his bed is his arsenal: a few bookshelves with Nerf guns and ammo, plus a few other toys.







And this is the view from his bed. All those wonderful books? He's not interested in a damn one of them. Except Garfield. That's a step in the right direction, though, so the books stay in his room. One day he'll look at them.







If he would only let me paint the walls and lower his mattress down from that old loft bed, he'd be set. Well, other than the fridge he's asking for but I'm refusing to let him have. I know Noah has one, but Aengus is . . . well, let's just say he's not yet ready for the responsibility of having food in his room.

Remember Pigpen? That's Aengus.












At any rate, he was surprised to learn just how much work was involved in running cable from the basement, through the floor, up to the second floor and out through his wall. I believe it was an eye-opening experience for him.

Aengus also watched several shows with Jason, including some Speed Channel show that had Aengus crying with laughter. I love that sound.

Our new schedule hasn't worked out (surprise, surprise), though we haven't had much chance to make a real go of it yet. Aengus and I have managed to play more card and board games together and to work on his reading. We also discovered some fun online games, where he learned about fractions and practiced computation.

Then he opted for AddictingGames and some zombie killing.