A moment frozen in time
So here it is. . .The beginning of the end---of 2005 that is. And I'm spending it at -25 below zero (F). Ugh.
Time to think warmer thoughts. One nice thing is that we'll be getting our family Christmas present from my folks this Saturday. It's a computer armoire. That's a computer desk built into a cabinet. We asked for that to help us complete the next step toward converting my office. This piece of furniture will enable us to move the Power Mac upstairs where it will become the family computer. That means we're one step closer to Robo having his own room.
Yes, it's true---2006 will see Dad's office going away. The boy is getting old enough. He needs a space where he can have some privacy and a place to put his stuff away that will keep little destructo brothers out. He's quite looking forward to it.
We have a few more practical steps to get through. I'll get the rest of my stuff boxed up and stored. Then I need to build him a loft bed, which should happen sometime after Christmas. Then comes the painting. He wants his room to be chartreuse. Chartreuse. We'll going from purple to chartreuse. I suppose no one can accuse us of being scared of color. I just don't know how he'll get any sleep with those walls screaming at him like that.
At any rate, there is also an emotional hurdle to get through. Seems Lemur is not too fond of the idea loosing his room mate. He and his mom talked about it at length and Lemur told her of his being scared of someone coming in the room's windows and stealing him. He feels with his brother there, he's be protected.
She explained to him that we would be there for him, and that Bear would be moving in with him so he wouldn't be alone. He liked that idea even less. He asked if we could wait a few years so he would be big enough to protect Bear.
Later that day, long after the subject had been dropped they got into a conversation about Christmas. The wife asked Lemur what he wanted for Christmas.
Lemur told her, "I want dad to have his office back".
As hard as the construction may be, it might just turn out to be the easy part.
Bear, on the other hand, seems to be prepping the new room for his occupancy. He's been in a habit for the past several weeks of kicking the covers off himself, waking up, and then crawling in bed with us.
A few days ago we woke up and the wife couldn't find Bear. She looked around and finally located him in bed with Lemur. Seems he had gotten up in the night and chosen to crawl in bed with his brother. Very cute. He spent the whole rest of the night in there, and has pretty much been going in there instead of crawling in bed with us ever since. No complaints here.
I think he might prefer that bed because he doesn't get put back.
Time to think warmer thoughts. One nice thing is that we'll be getting our family Christmas present from my folks this Saturday. It's a computer armoire. That's a computer desk built into a cabinet. We asked for that to help us complete the next step toward converting my office. This piece of furniture will enable us to move the Power Mac upstairs where it will become the family computer. That means we're one step closer to Robo having his own room.
Yes, it's true---2006 will see Dad's office going away. The boy is getting old enough. He needs a space where he can have some privacy and a place to put his stuff away that will keep little destructo brothers out. He's quite looking forward to it.
We have a few more practical steps to get through. I'll get the rest of my stuff boxed up and stored. Then I need to build him a loft bed, which should happen sometime after Christmas. Then comes the painting. He wants his room to be chartreuse. Chartreuse. We'll going from purple to chartreuse. I suppose no one can accuse us of being scared of color. I just don't know how he'll get any sleep with those walls screaming at him like that.
At any rate, there is also an emotional hurdle to get through. Seems Lemur is not too fond of the idea loosing his room mate. He and his mom talked about it at length and Lemur told her of his being scared of someone coming in the room's windows and stealing him. He feels with his brother there, he's be protected.
She explained to him that we would be there for him, and that Bear would be moving in with him so he wouldn't be alone. He liked that idea even less. He asked if we could wait a few years so he would be big enough to protect Bear.
Later that day, long after the subject had been dropped they got into a conversation about Christmas. The wife asked Lemur what he wanted for Christmas.
Lemur told her, "I want dad to have his office back".
As hard as the construction may be, it might just turn out to be the easy part.
Bear, on the other hand, seems to be prepping the new room for his occupancy. He's been in a habit for the past several weeks of kicking the covers off himself, waking up, and then crawling in bed with us.
A few days ago we woke up and the wife couldn't find Bear. She looked around and finally located him in bed with Lemur. Seems he had gotten up in the night and chosen to crawl in bed with his brother. Very cute. He spent the whole rest of the night in there, and has pretty much been going in there instead of crawling in bed with us ever since. No complaints here.
I think he might prefer that bed because he doesn't get put back.
posted by Will at 5:16 PM
3 Comments:
ok, Lemur's comment that you should wait to put bear in til he was bigger was just about one of the sweetest things I have heard!
awwwwww - ya'll are just so freakin sweet . . . :)
25 below? Are you kidding me?? That makes NJ sound like the tropics.
Great post ... sounds like some big changes are coming to CyberJazzDaddy's house next year!
It also struck me as I read this that Lemur is probably feeling a lot of the same things you wrote about in your last post at the thought of Bear moving in with him.
Change is scary ... but it's good.
Usually.
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