What I did on my winter vacation, and then some

In our last episode, Isaac and I walked hand in hand into a dark and stormy night as J's plane took off for our annual family visit to New York. We awoke the next morning to ten days stretching out before us; ten days, I should say, in which our house was to be painted while we were conveniently away.  Part of the goal was to move Isaac's room to a quieter part of our flat, so he'd have a space that was more accommodating of his noise sensitivity. 

Oh well. 

But I have to tell you we made the most of it; I moved furniture, made pancakes and french toast, we went to museums, playgrounds and out to lunch together.  We read books, and when we needed alone time, Isaac played on the computer while I moved furniture again. And again.  

After all the Sturm und Drang of the first night, it occurred to me that this was a kind of gift: ten uninterrupted days together, on our own schedule, just following our own rhythm.

It was lovely, by which I mean to say that it was also completely exhausting. And while I hope that we quickly get over the no-fly policy, it was time that I will always treasure.  Here's a preview of Isaac's new room, which we are slowly introducing to him:

Thank you to everyone who sent notes, Tweets, emails and/or called to check on us. More soon.

Comments

[Special Needs Mama]

I love the colors. Beautiful.