Ice skating is on break until the week of January 9.
Ballet is on break until the week of January 9.
We've had snow & icky weather, so the kids are stuck inside at preschool.
Christmas is coming.
All of this adds up to an OmegaDotter on overdrive, with none of her usual outlets for her need to bounce, whack, jump, feel her body moving.
She "helped" me with the Christmas cards this morning, until I chased her off, because she had revved up to the point where her "help" was no help at all.
She talked non-stop all morning.
She bounced off the wall in the shower.
We drove down the hill to haul OmegaGranny back, and--THANK the Kozmik All--she fell asleep on the way there. (She has reached a point where the daytime nap is phasing out.)
On the way back, she chattered. She talked. She sang. She counted to 110 (with only a tiny bit of help). She orchestrated a rhyming game. She played "say a sound, then say a word that starts with that sound". She sang some more. She chattered.
Finally I persuaded her to be quiet, because "Mommy's ears and Grandma J's ears need a break."
I can't describe it quite well enough, but it's obvious she's on overdrive. Luckily, it's a good overdrive. Miss Louise, her occupational therapist, noticed on Thursday. It's hard not to notice. It's like she's on speed.
It wears me to the bone. It makes me realize just how much she needs those outlets, and how much the OT has helped.