I finally took a break this morning from all of the school preparations, housekeeping, parenting and home business nonsense, and picked up my knitting. With Spongebob in the background, and my three-year-old laying by my feet, repeatedly dropping Pooh Bear toys on her head and saying, "Ow. Ow. Ow," at last I reached the blissful state that concentrated knitting can give you. I zoned out, following a pattern (Christmas gift - I can't show you) that I had to concentrate on. I couldn't even stop to answer the phone, as I might lose my place. Ahhhhh. Wonderful peace. Can't you just feel the stress losing its hold on you for a minute? I've been trying to get near my knitting for more than one row for days. Honestly, I think this is better than Xanax.
Back in the stress-giving world of nonknitting, I took my kids to the school openhouse last night. My oldest daughter is in a class with many of her friends, which made me breathe a sigh of relief. School can be hard, and all the worse if the people around you close you out. Thank heavens I don't foresee a year like that for her this year. My younger daughter's best friend moved away this summer, and she doesn't have a single friend in her class. I'm a little concerned for her, even though she's a friendly child. She gets very nervous about school, and this year she keeps looking around and seeing things she did with last year's friend. It's almost like she's the new kid at this school, and has to find a friend to hang with. And it's not that she's not likeable. So far she hasn't found anyone she likes that well. She'll loosen up, and I'm sure things will work out.
In the meantime, I am gearing up for the activity that comes with entertaining a three-year-old by myself. If I lived closer to Del, we could throw our kids together with some Hostess cupcakes, and not have to turn into circus clowns to keep them happy. (Right now my little one's being Super Monkey on the back of the couch. Gotta go.....)