At work, I'm finding that where as before, I planned for 1-2 weeks out, I now am constantly looking 3-4 weeks out. I guess that makes sense given that 3-4 weeks out is about the same amount of days as 1-2 weeks our for full timers :-P But, for example, I have a VP review coming up at the end of June, and I've already got the presentation outlined and circulating for feedback. I actually think this might make some things easier for people I work with. It gives them a lot more time to provide feedback. So, work-wise, I feel better and better.
There was another little adjustment I needed to think through. My insurance company wanted to schedule a meeting with me to review my policy as a follow-up to me questioning this year's rates. Good idea, but who to steal the time from? Dragging Zak to an insurance policy review did NOT sound like fun. But I also didn't want to take up any work time for it. I pushed them a bit...why can't we do over email? Phone? Do you make house calls? Finally we agreed to phone, and managed to do it in 15 minutes while Zak was napping. And...my premium went down by $600 annually without changing any coverage. Word to the wise...ASK from time to time if you are getting the best possible price. That is all I did, and they came prepared to this 15 minute meeting with the new prices. Live and learn. Anyway, it worked out well.
So now, to the important stuff, how did I spend the day with Zak? He actually slept in, so Tato was gone when he woke up. We made some waffles and decided to eat on the patio. As we were carrying the breakfast out, Zak stopped dead in his tracks at the back door and said "Wait. Where's Tato?" It made me smile. He understands now that we have to work, so I just explained Tato was at work, and he was fine.
The weather forecast for the afternoon was rain, so we headed out in the morning for a bike ride. I decided to bike to the fire house and see if they'd let Zak see the fire trucks. They were so nice! They showed him all the different trucks, let him get inside each of them, and gave him a fire hat. We spent about 30-45 minutes there, and of course he didn't want to leave. As we were biking back though, we saw some street construction going on. He loves all the equipment. We saw one machine, and he said "oo, look." I said "Yeah, big truck" since I have no idea what those different machines are. He said "Steamroller." Wow. After he said it, I knew he was right, but I have no idea where he learned it.
We made it home just before the rain. Then we headed to Costco to get some ingredients to bake some cookies in the afternoon, since he's been incessently talking about Grandma's cookies every since she gave some to us last week. While there, he found this pretty cool sand table like cousin Ethan has, and some Catepillar trucks. He was drooling and I couldn't help myself...so we bought them.
We met Auntie Sara for lunch at Chick-fil-A. It was a little difficult this time because Zak wanted to play on the playground, but also wanted us with him. Since they don't want food in the play area, that makes it a bit difficult. So not exactly the relaxing lunch we wanted, but that's ok, we're learning.
He napped straight after (with his new Catepillar trucks), and I put his sand table together. Forgot the darn sand. Had the quick insurance meeting, and then we hopped on the bike when he woke up to run up to K-Mart and buy some sand. Hauling 40 lbs of sand in the bike trailer + 30 lbs of Zak in the bike seat was NOT as easy as I thought it would be :-) But it did make me feel better about not getting to play tennis last weekend :-P
He loved his sand box, played with it for a solid hour. We made quite a mess. It has a water part to it too. So we took out the some of his pool toys (turtle and dolphins)...and put them in there, and had a blast pretending different scenarios. We even fed them some cashews (his idea!)
That evening at bed time, Zak decided he wanted to sleep in Babcia's bed. It's a queen size bed in our upstairs bedroom. We eventually want this to be his room, but for now, he calls it "Babcia's." I was delighted and said of course he could. About 30 minutes later, I hear him says "Mooommmmyy." Then he comes down the stairs and says "That bed is tooo big." :-)
A great day.
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