Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Monday, August 17, 2015
Sunday, August 16, 2015
Friday, August 14, 2015
My glimpse into a commute
We live in a suburb of New York City
and most of our neighbors travel from White Plains to Manhattan
everyday. We do not. Our lives primary exist within a rather tiny
radius: my commute to school two miles form our house is currently
the longest commute among the four of us.
But I took a class in Manhattan this
week. Monday-Friday, I was required to be on East 61st
Street near 5th Avenue at 8:30 each morning. Class ended
4-4:30pm each afternoon. In other words, I experienced a taste of
the life of a commuter this week.
THE CONS
I was shocked by the cost of a train
ticket. A monthly train ticket costs more than $250. A one-way peak
ticket costs nearly $12. What?! On top of the train fee, people
either pay for parking ($8-$12/day, or perhaps a bit less with a
monthly parking garage permit), or take a cab at $6-$8 a fare, plus
tip. I walked from Grand Central to East 61st Street but
many people must then pay for the subway to get from the train to
their offices. More expensive than money is the time people invest
in their commute. I spent more than two hours each day commuting. I
kissed the girls goodbye Monday morning at around 7am, and saw them
again at 5:30pm. I was only actually in my class for eight of the
ten and a half hours I was away.
PROS
The drive to the train to the walk
offered diversity in my single commute. I appreciated the glimpse
into the community among commuters, and it is a bond. I found train
time both productive (I completed my homework on the way to class in
the morning), and an opportunity to decompress after a busy day (I
usually listened to music and closed my eyes on the way home). It
was nice to have a break between being a student and being a parent.
I usually end my teaching day, travel across the street, and assume
my mom role. I also really enjoyed the walk as part of my commute.
ULTIMATELY
This glimpse into a commuting lifestyle
made me better appreciate our non-commuting lifestyle. The New York Times agrees that it is most economic to live closer to here you
work. We are awfully lucky to live where we work and visit New York
City only electively.
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
At the Nassau County Children's Museum
Sunday, August 9, 2015
Saturday, August 8, 2015
Unintended consequence
I selfishly opted to be home with Belle and Emily this summer because I wanted to spend time with the girls. I didn't sign them up for camp (besides four half-days of Frozen camp, which Belle loved) and instead joined a gym/pool so we would have flexibility and time together. I did this for me, because the kids are growing up so fast and because the school years are so busy.
I hadn't bargained for what this summer would do for the relationship between Belle and Emily. As a result of us spending the summer together, Belle and Emily have become best friends. They play together nicely, hold hands electively, snuggle, and look out for each other.
It is a most wonderful unintended consequence of the summer. It will be hard to say goodbye to our wonderful summer days together when fall arrives.
I hadn't bargained for what this summer would do for the relationship between Belle and Emily. As a result of us spending the summer together, Belle and Emily have become best friends. They play together nicely, hold hands electively, snuggle, and look out for each other.
It is a most wonderful unintended consequence of the summer. It will be hard to say goodbye to our wonderful summer days together when fall arrives.
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Adaptability
The first ride we went on at Sesame Place was the Sunny Day Carousel. Emily was happy, until the pretend horse she was riding on began moving.
When Belle suggested we ride the carousel again much later, Emily didn't protest. Instead, when it was our chance to select a seat for our turn on the ride, Emily ran right to the bench and invited me to sit next to her. Belle found a purple horse just in front of the bench. Emily really enjoyed the carousel from her stationary bench, rather the moving horse. I was impressed that Emily came up with the solution to her carousel dilemma all by herself.
I hope that this kind of adaptability and problem-solving will fare Emily well in life.
When Belle suggested we ride the carousel again much later, Emily didn't protest. Instead, when it was our chance to select a seat for our turn on the ride, Emily ran right to the bench and invited me to sit next to her. Belle found a purple horse just in front of the bench. Emily really enjoyed the carousel from her stationary bench, rather the moving horse. I was impressed that Emily came up with the solution to her carousel dilemma all by herself.
I hope that this kind of adaptability and problem-solving will fare Emily well in life.
Empathy
On our least-fun summer outing, the four of us went to a walk-in medical clinic for strep tests one Sunday. We all went into the same examination room. For some reason, the doctor examined Emily first, then me, then Belle, so Craig was last. [CMC Edit: The doctor examined Emily first because I knew Belle would hate the throat culture. I wanted Emily to go first so she didn't see Belle get upset first and then not want her throat culture.] Each exam ended with a throat culture. An uncomfortable, awkward, gag-inducing throat culture. Since the girls had their throats cultured first, they each took one of Craig's hands when it was his turn to be examined. They clearly disliked their own experience getting their throats cultured, and they wanted to support Craig through his. The doctor marveled at Belle and Emily's empathy.
Last week in Mystic, Belle felt unwell at dinner so (after a meltdown) she lay herself down on the floor in the corner of the restaurant next to our table. Emily went to her and rubbed her back.
Emily got scared when we watched a movie together during one of our sick days last week, so Belle took Em's hand and talked to her soothingly ("it's OK, Emily. Don't be scared. It's just a movie. It's only pretend.").
Last week in Mystic, Belle felt unwell at dinner so (after a meltdown) she lay herself down on the floor in the corner of the restaurant next to our table. Emily went to her and rubbed her back.
Emily got scared when we watched a movie together during one of our sick days last week, so Belle took Em's hand and talked to her soothingly ("it's OK, Emily. Don't be scared. It's just a movie. It's only pretend.").
Sunday, August 2, 2015
Saturday, August 1, 2015
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