Early last week we said goodbye to my cousin, Ben and his girl friend Emelie who stopped by before they closed off their two month long trip to Europe. That marked the end of our visitors…for just over two weeks anyway, until Ben’s parents come mid-November. With the exception of a few days we had gorgeous weather for our guests and Autumn was, truly, at its best.
It was so nice to see familiar faces and share Cambridge with them but I have to admit, it wasn’t until we had others get an inside look at our lives that I realized our life is somewhat peculiar and not-so-typical….and suddenly my many nights without Ben started to bother me. I might note, however, that this is nothing new. In Alberta, I had the same complaint: I felt trapped, like a prisoner in my own home (I know, I am so extreme). That is how I felt in a town where I had endless support of friends and family. So this weekend when I was unsuccessful in finding a babysitter for Friday or Saturday night my attitude turned pretty sour. After a very busy week Ben was to conduct Vivaldi’s Gloria on Saturday night. Being Guy Fawkes day, I recognized that babysitters might be hard to come by so I thought I might try to take in some of the 10 hours of rehearsal that he had on Friday. No luck with that either. I preface the recap of our weekend with this sob story simply because I don’t want you to fall victim to the assumption that life in Cambridge is all roses (only 90% of the time) or that our picturesque, super-mom day was all daisies. I just tried to make the most of it and here is how it went.
Saturday morning was Open Day at Sancton Wood School. This is a morning where families can come and see the school, have a tour, meet the teachers, etc. They had asked the students if they could come so other parents could see what they do. I thought, since Jakob is always asking to go to school on Saturday that this would be a nice treat….for him.
It also gave me a chance to capture a bit of his day and share it with you.
While Jakob was at school however, Ben, Ella and I went out for coffee at Savino’s devoured chocolate croissants fresh out of the oven: a nice Saturday morning treat. We chatted about plans and what’s next even though, there is no real way of knowing until months from now. But of course, he was off in no time to rehearsal.
I picked up Jakob from school and told him he could have anything he wanted for lunch thinking his choice would be “fries and chicken and pop”. We have yet to visit the McDonald’s here and I felt that I had deprived him long enough. (Yes there is one but it is tastefully tucked away). Much to my surprise , however, he went for his second most requested meal: Pasghetti….until he saw Wagamama’s and we went there instead. As I have mentioned before Cambridge is a VERY busy city for its small size and Wagamama’s was no exception. I gathered up all my supermom powers and got them settled with “not so kid friendly nor kid sized” noodle bowls and thus began adventure number one. We survived. And I thanked my lucky stars that I put Audrey in an extra layer before shoving her in my diaper bag as usual otherwise I would have one apple-juice logged 60D.
From there we headed to the Library where I told Jakob he could pick a movie out to watch that night. The Library is always a success and my kids always love it. After a good play, we hopped on the bus up to Churchill College to say hi to daddy. Ben actually belongs to St. Edmunds college as pictured below.