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<\/a>Something fun happening in the Reykjavik University atrium, where Finnur’s housed.<\/p><\/div><\/p>\n
The printing was to finish up my duties as treasurer for the parental association at Bjarki’s old daycare.<\/p>\n
When that was done, we met up with a friend, and had a lovely late lunch at Nauth\u00f3ll<\/a> next door (adult food!). \u00a0It was great catching up, because life is just passing like a storm these days!<\/p>\n I left just in time to be home before Anna returned from school, and waited semi-patiently while she refueled and Emma napped in the car.<\/p>\n Then we drove to fetch Bjarki from aftercare, and took him straight to the discount sport shop where we managed to buy football shoes and other accessories in 15 minutes. \u00a0The shoes may be a size too big, but I’m hoping it’ll be ok. \u00a0We’ll see what happens at practice tomorrow.<\/p>\n Shoes in hand, I zoomed to drop Anna off at her team handball practice, and then over to drop Bjarki off at gymnastics.<\/p>\n Not feeling up to zooming too and fro any more, I decided to hang out at the gymnasium with Emma. \u00a0She had a blast maneuvering on the floor, and giggling at a two year old girl who paid her occasional attention.<\/p>\n Emma’s newest trick: going up on her knees. \u00a0Not an easy task in slippery fleece pants. \ud83d\ude42<\/p><\/div>\n Bjarki seemed pretty out of it though at practice, especially towards the end. \u00a0I salute the trainers who attempt to tame the wildren.<\/p>\n When we returned home, Finnur helped Bjarki put on his football kit:<\/p>\n Footballing shoes and socks and shin guards, check.<\/p><\/div>\n I wolfed down some food, and then I was out the door again, this time to attend an hour-and-half long meeting\/seminar for parents of first graders.<\/p>\n It turned out to be vaguely interesting (I knew a lot of the info already, having a second kid at the school) but Vilhelm, the school psychologist, had a nice talk reminding us what being six years old entails, what six year olds need, and encouraged us (gently) to be better parents.<\/p>\n He also reminded us that even though Icelanders often express unhappiness over their school system, it still remains well in the upper ranks when considering the whole world. \u00a0And that we should impart on the kids the notion that getting to go to school is a privilege, not a burden. \u00a0Because really, school shouldn’t taken for granted.<\/p>\n I arrived home at the tail end of dinner, and after wolfing down some food, took Emma up to sleep. \u00a0Bjarki followed shortly, and then I had ten minutes to get my bearings before heading out to meet with the parental association of Bjarki’s old daycare for an hour to brainstorm about the year to come. \u00a0Not that I’ll be involved, but I needed to give some monetary assurance because the board is thinking of shaking things up a bit.<\/p>\n So yeah. \u00a0That was another pretty packed day. \u00a0Who said being a ‘stay at home mom’ was all wine and roses? \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Busy day number two has just passed. \u00a0Events were:<\/p>\n Finnur took the night shift, and it was slightly less disastrous than the one before. \u00a0I got the kids out on time for school, and then hung out with Emma for a bit (blogged!) before rushing off for the mommy gym.<\/p>\n After gym I had a short pit-stop at home to shower and get dressed (while Emma napped) and then I took off to use Finnur’s printer at his work. (3 images total)<\/p>\n<\/a><\/a>