This "summer vacation" thing is turning out to be a lot more work than school. I am exhausted and we've only reached the middle of week two. Luke is used to having a busy, structured day and Sylvie is used to having my undivided attention and I am not used to the heat, both literal and figurative. It's at least 30 degrees Celsius here today and I feel like a bloated roasted marshmallow (burnt on the outside, swollen on the inside) stuck inside a jello salad. If that jello salad were hot and yet somehow could still retain its essential goopily jelly-like jello nature and it also had to do the laundry and the dishes.
This morning Luke walked across the street to his tennis lesson by himself -- he would have preferred me to stay at home but we compromised. In the end, it was decided Sylvie and I would come but we were given strict instructions to follow at a certain distance. And I was informed that once I arrived at the court, Luke would acknowledge me by winking instead of waving. On the way back, Sylvie freaked out over the irritating way her shadow was following her everywhere. Not her metaphorical shadow (me) but her actual shadow. Fun times.
On the weekend I read Tina Fey's Bossypants and enjoyed it very much, except for when I was hating her. Motherhood has really slowed her down. She wrote that the rudest question anyone ever asks her is how she manages to juggle it all (her career and parenting) because the implication is that she must be f*%^ing it all up. But that is the very question I am left with because it is evident that she is not. She does manage to do it all -- and apparently brilliantly. Unless her kid is a nightmare, of course. And in that case, it might not be her parenting. It could just be her genes. (Seriously, the woman must need like three hours of sleep a night.)
I thought it was an enormous hairy spider. Three times.
It was actually this toy Vivi got with a happy meal at McDonald's. Three times I happened upon this thing lying on its face on the floor and three times I thought it was an enormous hairy spider. I finally had to throw it out. McDonald's isn't just cavalier about the health of our bodies. It is now deliberately messing with the health of our minds.