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Saturday
Saturday we prepared for the snowpocalypse which was supposed to come on Sunday. Apparently all the other Aldi shoppers were doing the same.
Sunday
Sunday, Aaron taught M13 to use the snowblower, but the drifts were too high for M13 to push through. The family drove to Red Lobster, but it was closed due to the storm, so we went to Perkins.
Monday
Monday, the kids didn’t have school because, apparently, the district thought snowmaggedon would last another day (it didn’t). I took IL7 to Dad’s doctor appointment, then to the grocery store, McDonald’s Play Place, and Target. I took him to pick out some D&D dice, but then he wanted the expansion pack to a game we didn’t own because it had the picture of a tank on it. I didn’t get it, and he screamed all the way home (a 20 minute drive). We played Scribblebots and then made a cake when we got home. M13 had Boy Scouts.
That night, I overshot the driveway at work, and got stuck in a snowbank. I had to call AAA to pull me out. At 6am that morning, we got a call saying that school was cancelled again due to threats that the police were investigating. So I went back to bed with the expectation of another day of hauling IL7 around.
Tuesday
Tuesday, I dragged IL7 along with me to dad’s appointment. Mobilizing one, alone, is hard. Mobilizing them both at the same time is frustrating.
Plus, they run off in different directions and don’t wait for me when I ask them to pause so we can stay together. You think my Dad can’t run off? Well, if I don’t leap out of the car with his walker, he starts wobbling off without it. So I stopped the car, asked him to wait, speed walked to the back to pull the walker out, and slammed it down in front of Dad before he’d gotten too far. Then, I had to turn around and get IL7 out of the car. He thought it was funny to crawl back and forth between the front and the back of the car whenever I switched what door I was at. When I finally got him out, he took off running through the parking lot, not looking for cars, to catch up with Dad.
Plus, I swear they were conspiring against me a couple of times. For instance, when the physical therapist came out to the waiting room to call Dad, I said that IL7 and I would wait there. I told IL7 to get off Dad’s walker. Dad stood up and started pushing the walker away with IL7 on it. I repeatedly told IL7 to get off. Finally I had to get up and follow them, because it became clear that neither of them cared what I wanted to do.
And Tuesday was the second day in a row of dragging IL7 and Dad around together, so I was already tired before Tuesday started.
Luckily, IL7 didn’t require as much attention Tuesday as he did on Monday.
Wednesday
Wednesday I was very tired. I got a call from the vet saying Puck’s lab work came back unsurprising. He now has stage 3 kidney disease. They couldn’t find a reason for the heart murmur. They suggested a urine test, an x-ray, and an echocardiogram, which I decided are the responsible things to do. They’re expensive. I’m also going to see if renal soft food helps him gain weight, as he’s dangerously thin now.
I took Dad to the gym, and took IL7 to two appointments and faith formation.
Thursday
Thursday, I took Dad, then D16 to an appointment. I bought some renal soft food for Puck, which he completely rejected. I went to Perkins with Dad. I played D&D.
Friday
Friday was the first day of spring break. I took IL7 to an appointment and Dad to the gym. IL7 and I played Scribblebots, then he rode his bike to the library, followed by a park. We played “monster hunt.” Aaron made hamburgers for dinner, and we practiced IL7 on going through a little bit of dinner (sharing about his day) without my phone. He did admirably. I tried Puck out on another type of soft food – no luck.
Reading to myself
- New Scientist: Stronger for Longer
- I is Another, by Jon Fosse
- War and Peace, by Leo Tolstoy
- Systematic Theology, by Wayne Grudem
- Dragon Reborn, by Robert Jordan
- Curse of Strahd, by Dungeons and Dragons
- Team of Rivals, by Doris Kearns Goodwin
- The Week: Hegseth’s Rules
- Mr Ballen Podcast
- Men at Arms, by Terry Pratchett
- The Week: Dire Straits
Reading to IL7
- Beast Mode Unleashed, by Andres Miedoso
- Klawde Evil Alien Warlord Cat, by Johnny Marciano and Emily Chenoweth
- The Strange Case of Origami Yoda, by Tom Angleberger
- I’m Your Biggest Phantom, by Andres Miedoso
- Game Over, Super Rabbit Boy, by Thomas Flintham
D16 reading
- The Accidental Apprentice, by Herman Foody
- Trouble’s Child, by Terry Goodkind
- The Girl in the Moon, by Terry Goodkind
IL7 reading
- Robo-Rabbit Boy, Go!, by Thomas Flintham
Media Completed

This is a sweeping classic of historical fiction. It follows several characters/families and describes how they were impacted by Russia’s war with France in the early 1800’s. It also encompasses how their lives weren’t impacted by the war – how life went on despite it. I admit that a lot of the philosophy went over my head, though. I just don’t view the world from a Russian perspective.






In this second of a trilogy Asle continues to ponder his past and present, often in the third person. It is unclear what is going on – is it parallel lives? And why the unique sentence structure. It feel compelling and meaningful, yet I don’t understand why or how. But I can see why Fosse won the Nobel Prize. I am fascinated.

















































