So lately things have been looking up even though it is dreary as all hell outside and I usually fall into a swirling black hole of depression this time of year I am trying to stay positive and look for the sunshine in everyday, (how cheesy is that?).
My husband and I are still making things harder on ourselves by having one car. We have only had one vehicle for over a year and although it was manageable before... his newest position as Manager in Training for Outback has placed him in freaking East Greenwich. The 40 minute drive to and from twice a day is a killer, I try as much as I can to not take the car but with him working till 9 or 10 every night and me needing to go to work there is no other alternative. Meg has been super helpful in providing rides and childcare for me but I think I am going to try to get June to push my lessons onto two days starting in the new year. I just can't keep running around like this, I want to be more involved with my kids and home life. Which is funny cause I'm home all day but I feel like I miss out on so much being at work every night even for only a few hours.
I've started watching another baby here on Mondays. His name is Cody and although he is four days younger than Savs he would give Tucker a run for his money on a football field! It is helping tremendously with the bills, just having that little bit of extra cash come in is going to allow us to pull off Christmas this year for Aidan. (Thank goodness Savannah has no idea what is going on yet).
Speaking of Santa we have employed Simon, our resident "elf on a shelf", in our home daily to keep an eye on Aidan and report back to Santa whether he should be on the naughty or nice list this year. It is truly hysterical to watch Aidan try to find him everyday.
My largest concern right now is not that our rent is passed due, or that we don't have more than $34 to our names, it's that my very first memory that I can recall with detail and complete certainty and without a doubt was when I was four years old. Same age as Aidan. Which theoretically means that THIS Christmas could prove to be THE memory he remembers, the first one. I so desperately want it to count. (I mean my first memory was of DisneyWorld and we all know what happened to me from there) ;)
Our landlord gave us a $40 Toys R Us card yesterday which I used to get two of the things on his list, and the poor boy didn't ask for anything extravagant either, bless him. I'll scan and post the copy of his Christmas letter to Santa (first ever) tomorrow. Right now I need to tend to my sick baby girl :(