quiet time

Our parakeets are being very noisy this morning. Gregory is sitting at the table working a 25 piece puzzle. He seems to really like puzzles. It is great because there are very few quiet activities that I can get Gregory to do. He much prefers to be loud and running around all over the place. This is one reason that my home looks as if a tornado went through every evening. Gregory helps clean at night and then after about ten minutes the next morning you couldn’t tell. That is fine. He won’t always cause a disaster in the living room. He is going to grow up so fast and so will Lucy.

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I have decided I hate moving. Growing up it was fine. I think that was because as a child it was easier to adapt to changes. I am getting older though and like to have some social connections to my neighborhood. It seems as soon as I start getting to know people well I move. It is so frustrating. What I am trying to say is I miss just going out to the playground and having other moms to talk to. I didn’t have to explain that I was legally blind, because everyone knew. The introductory part was over. Here it is not. People don’t know about my vision. This makes it hard to make friends, because I don’t know my neighbors by voice yet. They don’t know that I am blind either, ugh. It also is pointless going to the playground to meet other parents, because there are usually no parents there. There may be a few kids, but it seems as if no one watches there children around here. I am glad Gregory has some other kids to play with. I just wish I didn’t feel like a babysitter. I really don’t think three and four year olds are old enough to play outside by themselves. It is not like we are in the middle of nowhere either. This is Northern Virginia.

Well I have two children to take care of so I must go.