I spent a lot of nice quality time with Leo this weekend. I am always amazed by how well behaved he is when it’s just the two of us. He holds my hand in the parking lot. He doesn’t kick me in the face and go rigid when I try to put him in his car seat. He walks calmly with me to the potty and doesn’t protest when I tell him it’s time to go. It’s so encouraging and refreshing. My little boy can be good. My little boy is growing up.
On Sunday Erin had work to do from home so while Ellie napped (well, that was the plan, she ended up waking up five minutes after Leo and I left the house) Leo and I went to a nearby indoor play space that he adores. There’s all kind of cool stuff to climb on and over and through. Plus it’s fun to see him interact with other kids and there are always some moderately friendly and sometimes downright annoying but humorous other parents there to either talk to or eavesdrop on.
After playing Leo was my shopping partner in crime. I went to Target ostensibly for diapers but of course, couldn’t just buy diapers. I simply had to get Ellie these:
How very Kurt Cobain of her, no? I guess you didn't know it but Ellie is a real hipster. OK so now you now.
Can you believe these are her first pair of sneakers ever? I wanted to get Leo a pair too but they didn’t have his size.
Later that evening Leo loved yelling along with Erin, as we watched the Superbowl. There was a time when Leo would cry at loud sporting events on TV (he hated any kind of loud, sudden noises, period—oh the tears) but those days appear to be long gone. NOW WE CAN YELL AS LOUD AS WE WANT! Yay!
And also:
Ellie has two new words:
“Uppy” (Up)
“Out”
It’s snowing here. Again. The daycare is closing early. Again. They are oh so sensitive to the needs of working parents, aren't they? Frankly, I'm losing my patience with them. I'm sorry, but the roads are not going to be that bad. I get that public schools have to close early because of buses, etc. but this is daycare folks. OK, rant over. Anyway, I fear a hellacious commute home (as everyone panic and scrambles to leave early) but look forward to hopefully being home in time to cook a real dinner, you know not Annie’s and not a Trader Joe’s frozen stir fry kit. Mom of the Year.
2 comments:
1. I will not tell you the temperature here today in Phoenix. Let's just say it's not snowing.
2. I am so bummed that they don't make those Converse in little kid sizes. I have that exact pair for myself but can't get them for my girls.
3. I consider Trader Joe's stir fry a home cooked meal!
and 4. Have you tried using those plastic syringes you can get at Walgreens (do you have Walgreens back there?) for Ellie's medicine? That way you can give her a tiny bit at a time. We discovered that trick when Sophie had heart surgery; that's how they give the medicine in the hospital.
Still, if she hates it, she hates it. I feel your pain.
Me again -- yes, it's a push syringe. I think you can buy them. And I never would have believed this before I had Sophie, but an ear infection can be just as scary as heart surgery -- it's all the same when it's your kid -- and I feel badly for tossing the heart thing out there, it was not intentional, it's just that that's the only time we've been given those syringes, I don't know why they don't give them to everyone for everything (expense? probably) because they work so much better -- you can completely control how much medicine you give her, just a tiny drop at a time. Sophie actually LOVES to use them herself (we don't let her put the medicine in herself!) and gulps down her medicine that way (in a good way).
Now I want a donut! Or at least a cup of coffee. We DO have DD, just not the drive thrus.
Funny how once you have kids, you no longer have time to do all the things (cook, plan parties, do crafts) you are supposed to do as a parent. At least, that's how it worked for me. Not that I've ever been much of a cook.
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