The excitement of interviews has officially worn off. After two nights of getting dressed and ready for interviews after the kids went to bed, staying up much later than I would have liked, and a long holiday weekend in the States, we're less than thrilled to be about where we were two weeks ago.
We decided to not pursue the positions in Connecticut for now. It's a small, struggling school that would require a lot of time and energy that we're not sure we are ready for right now, especially considering the salary isn't very conducive to the cost of living. More than anything, we're concerned that we wouldn't be able to afford annual trips home to Washington, and would therefore end up burned out and not able to put in the years that the school would need from us. So, at least for now, we are not pursuing our one and only job offer.
The interview with the school in Texas was very much an interview of us (well, actually Eric), and we didn't get an opportunity to learn too much about the opportunities available for us there. There's a good chance they don't know specifics of the available positions yet, but nonetheless, we've been left with little information. We learned a lot about the school itself, and it sounds like a great place to be, but without details we're not letting ourselves get too excited. With the long weekend there, it has felt eerily quiet from our end.
Thankfully, our week has been much less exciting than last week in terms of trips to the doctor and dentist. Everyone is healthy and happy, for the most part, so we are thankful for that!
Reece finally started walking on Saturday night, and he was so incredibly proud of himself. I think it was all for the best that he was a little late to the game because he's one of those kids who feels all the feels. Not that he's particularly sensitive all the time, but man, he never lets a little bump or scratch pass him by. Cade was one of those kids who would show up bleeding or with a giant bruise and we would have no idea what happened or when because he just didn't cry. I feared that he might be one of those kids who just doesn't feel pain and ends up with broken bones that no can account for. Thankfully, that is not the case, but he still isn't very sensitive to getting hurt, and he never wants an ice pack or a band-aid. Not so with Reece. In fact, each time he stumbles as he figures out this walking thing, I wonder if he's going to start crying and give up and crawl. So far, he's doing really well, though. I just think it's for the best that he waited until he's a little more balanced on his feet!
Yesterday, I took Reece to playgroup. The same one that I used to take Kennedy and Cade to our first year. My, how things have changed. He was very relaxed, as always in situations like that. He was content to just sit back and watch. He picked up a couple of toys, but when others wanted them (and sometimes when they didn't), he would happily pass them off. He's a funny little one.
He has started "talking" up a storm, and spends much of his day trying to communicate with me in some way. He's been signing a lot of "thank you"s lately, and we're working on "eat," but he can't quite figure out yet. He has down "hi" and sometimes it's a little more "hiya"; he mimics the sounds for "the end" and "all done." He has also started doing the abbreviated bow, which is basically a head nod, to everyone in the elevator--sometimes even when there isn't anyone in there with us. Eric joked the other day that at some point in his 20s, he's going to realize that he bows to everyone and not know why. Just like I will probably hand everyone my money with my right hand for the rest of my life.
Yesterday, we had a very Seattle snow day. It snowed almost all day long, but the most accumulation we had was probably about a 1/4 inch, and I think it was all gone by the time we went to bed. Oh, Seoul weather.
And, this is the first time I've ever put videos on the blog, so let me know how they work, okay?
We decided to not pursue the positions in Connecticut for now. It's a small, struggling school that would require a lot of time and energy that we're not sure we are ready for right now, especially considering the salary isn't very conducive to the cost of living. More than anything, we're concerned that we wouldn't be able to afford annual trips home to Washington, and would therefore end up burned out and not able to put in the years that the school would need from us. So, at least for now, we are not pursuing our one and only job offer.
The interview with the school in Texas was very much an interview of us (well, actually Eric), and we didn't get an opportunity to learn too much about the opportunities available for us there. There's a good chance they don't know specifics of the available positions yet, but nonetheless, we've been left with little information. We learned a lot about the school itself, and it sounds like a great place to be, but without details we're not letting ourselves get too excited. With the long weekend there, it has felt eerily quiet from our end.
Thankfully, our week has been much less exciting than last week in terms of trips to the doctor and dentist. Everyone is healthy and happy, for the most part, so we are thankful for that!
Reece finally started walking on Saturday night, and he was so incredibly proud of himself. I think it was all for the best that he was a little late to the game because he's one of those kids who feels all the feels. Not that he's particularly sensitive all the time, but man, he never lets a little bump or scratch pass him by. Cade was one of those kids who would show up bleeding or with a giant bruise and we would have no idea what happened or when because he just didn't cry. I feared that he might be one of those kids who just doesn't feel pain and ends up with broken bones that no can account for. Thankfully, that is not the case, but he still isn't very sensitive to getting hurt, and he never wants an ice pack or a band-aid. Not so with Reece. In fact, each time he stumbles as he figures out this walking thing, I wonder if he's going to start crying and give up and crawl. So far, he's doing really well, though. I just think it's for the best that he waited until he's a little more balanced on his feet!
Yesterday, I took Reece to playgroup. The same one that I used to take Kennedy and Cade to our first year. My, how things have changed. He was very relaxed, as always in situations like that. He was content to just sit back and watch. He picked up a couple of toys, but when others wanted them (and sometimes when they didn't), he would happily pass them off. He's a funny little one.
He has started "talking" up a storm, and spends much of his day trying to communicate with me in some way. He's been signing a lot of "thank you"s lately, and we're working on "eat," but he can't quite figure out yet. He has down "hi" and sometimes it's a little more "hiya"; he mimics the sounds for "the end" and "all done." He has also started doing the abbreviated bow, which is basically a head nod, to everyone in the elevator--sometimes even when there isn't anyone in there with us. Eric joked the other day that at some point in his 20s, he's going to realize that he bows to everyone and not know why. Just like I will probably hand everyone my money with my right hand for the rest of my life.
Yesterday, we had a very Seattle snow day. It snowed almost all day long, but the most accumulation we had was probably about a 1/4 inch, and I think it was all gone by the time we went to bed. Oh, Seoul weather.
And, this is the first time I've ever put videos on the blog, so let me know how they work, okay?
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