splish splash

Hope your Mothers' Day was happy. My family gave me special things like flowers, candles and chocolate.
I can't think right now because the kids are screaming at each other and R is trying to eat plants.

We've finally had some great weather for playing in the backyard (R eats sand, LittleK drives the skidsteer with Grampy) and bike rides. I may even get brave enough to ride with the kids to the bus stop and try the bike/bus mode of transportation.
LittleK stopped liking storytime at the library so our Friday mornings have changed a little. I took her to a lunchtime kids' group at the Dimond Center today, she likes it so far.
We got to visit with the newest baby in the family, Orson, his mama B, and his other grandma C. He is sooo precious with his light red hair and his I'm Serious Eyebrows. B played the guitar and sang some beautiful songs. When she sings I understand that for the rest of us who can carry a tune, we probably don't sound at all as good as we think we do and we don't even come close to having talent like hers. Lucky Orson and his dad!
I lined up my appointments for next week: PFT, 6-minute walk, chest CT and echocardiogram, pulmonologist & rheumatologist. The results determine whether or not I get a referral to the PH doctor in Seattle.
So since I just caught R splashing in the toilet water I'm moving on... goodnight!

at least it smells good

I'm into baking bricks now. At least that's what they end up being despite their hopeful beginnings in the breadmaker. We still eat them, even though they're brick-ish and salt-free. The book I bought about low-sodium cooking fills me with guilt and hope at the same time. Bread without salt will take a lot of getting used to.
What else... I've started some seeds, tried making an eskimo drum for R, bought a bicycle and an infant bike seat, and checked out Eagle River properties. Who knows where we'll end up living - this housing market is crazy!
The bicycle is for getting out of the house, which the counselor suggested last Friday. R did okay with the short bike rides we've taken, but he hated the helmet. I don't really get winded riding the bike, surprisingly, but we haven't gone up any hills or anywhere past one block.
The counselor also suggested putting LittleK into a preschool again, and to try meditation exercises, visualization techniques and more yoga. We'll see. I know for sure I need to get her help on how I can stop alienating people. Maybe she has a good bread recipe too.