As it is now, there's a slope down to the dirt pit and stairs on the other side. The natural rock and some plants enclose it nicely.
Now that were in the new house that is farther from the train station our morning routine has had a big change. This new distance means we all must be up and out the door to take daddy to the train at 7:15. While I'm still adjusting to this morning rush there has been a positive side. We get a little extra time together as a family and after dropping Patrick off Emma and I have the opportunity to stop at the park on the way home or take care of some errands while we're out. Stopping for a walk in Depew is all our favorites! Emma no longer wants to be confined to the stroller or carrier, instead wants to walk, run, LAY in the trails, balance along fallen trees and inspect flowers and mushrooms on the way.
Those pictures are from two different mornings at the park but Emma is wearing half her pajama set each day! That's the reality of some mornings. Getting done what we can and what Emma will allow with no fuss. Sometimes changing her shirt before leaving for the train is going to mean a power struggle and sometimes there's just no time to get breakfast on the table and get both of us changed and ready to go. We're going with the flow!
It's taken longer than we thought it would take to get the house together as there is only nap time and a couple hours after bedtime that we can work. My focus is on Emma during the day but occasionally I can come up with a job we can both do. Emma helped paint the mailbox post outside for a quick update and something she can feel accomplished about. Helping wipe windows and walls inside and move rocks and rubble outside gives her meaningful work. She even states "Emma helps mommy!" when she takes on one of these tasks.
This morning I was putting the plates over the outlets that were taken down for painting. My observant Emma brought a screw over to fasten one of the plates. She said, "this one!" but the screw she was handing to me is a long and pointy drywall screw. I'm my hand I put the screw and one of the ones I needed side by side and described them: This is a long and pointy screw; I need a short and flat screw. Could she find the short, flat screws in the box of miscellaneous pieces?
That's just a bit of what we have been up to at home. But before signing off and returning blogging to the back of my mind, here's a sneak peek of Emma's room in progress:
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