9-18-2007 Ramblings
Tonight was girls’ night out. Thanks Kari for hosting! Can’t wait to get the recipe for the chocolate chip weight watchers cake! It was hard to not get another piece. I’m glad Donna cleared the plates before I couldn’t help myself!!
I am going to try to blog everything that is in my mind right now so maybe I will have a better chance of getting to sleep tonight before 2 or 3 a.m. like the past 3 nights. I really need a good night’s sleep.
Today the boys went to the dentist for their six month checkups. J is doing great brushing, C needs to brush a little better on the inside, back of his mouth. Both boys were great in the dentist chair and received new toothbrushes with suction cup bottoms on them so the toothbrushes can stick to the counter (or even the mirror as the hygienist told them - I guess sticking a toothbrush to a mirror is cool to a little kid - C liked sticking his to the wall!). C sat in the dentist chair all by himself and even let Ms. Rachel use the electric toothbrush to clean his teeth. J sat in my lap and was afraid of the electric toothbrush, but did let Ms. Rachel clean his teeth with the dentist toothpaste on his new toothbrush. Both boys loved the water squirting in their mouths and being suctioned away. This made them laugh lots.
After the dentist we had a couple of errands to do. On the way to one store, we were stopped at a stoplight and could see in the distance an excavator working to knock down a very old, large tree to make room for the road expansion. As we got closer, I saw a town vehicle parked near the site and pulled over to inquire if we could park and watch. The engineer told us where to park and C and J really enjoyed watching the excavator dig around the tree and get back in the street, while traffic was stopped, to knock the tree down into the open grassy area. Watching the tree come down took about 10 minutes, but I hoped the moment would stick in the boys’ heads for awhile. (Actually, it was really cool for me to watch, too!)
We continued on to do our errands and at the last stop the kids were really acting up. I knew I shouldn’t have taken the boys with me to pick out a pair of pants, but my store credit was to expire today and I didn’t want to waste it. When we got home, I would have put the kids to rest time immediately, but knew they needed lunch before napping (not that it really mattered, because they didn’t nap - they are outgrowing this phase, unfortunately!!!!)
I prepared peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for them - C’s with crunchy peanut butter and J’s with smooth peanut butter. I got a phone call from a friend and sat down to chat with Sophia and wasn’t paying much attention to the boys as they ate. At one point I looked over and J was standing at the table and then was back in the living room. I thought maybe he had sneaked a piece of his sandwich with him to play and eat. Granted, an infraction of the house rules, but was enjoying my conversation.
After the boys were finished, they played in the living room for a little bit until I got off the phone and told them that it was rest time. J started crying that “I didn’t get to eat my sanwich.” I looked back at his plate on the kitchen table and it was empty, except for some crumbs. I told J that he must have not realized that he was eating all of his sandwich, but his plate was empty. J repeated again, “I didn’t get to eat my wunch!” By then I was concerned because a sandwich should have filled J up - definitely along with the cup of milk. I looked at C and C said, “I ate it.” Looking back at the kitchen table, C had obviously eaten BOTH sandwiches - 4 whole pieces of bread with peanut butter and jelly and a cup of milk! Obviously C is about to go through another growth spurt. I didn’t know his tummy would hold that much! I made J another sandwich and let him eat it while I got C settled in bed and then put J in bed for rest time.
This evening while I was at Kari’s, B took the boys to dinner with Grandma. B told me that C and J were on their best behavior, even on the ride home. As they were coming home, they were on the same road as the tree that was knocked down. B told me that C started telling him all about watching the excavator and the tree coming down and about the wood chipper that would come next week and chop up the tree. B though C was making all of the story up, until C told him, in one long 10 minute sentence, that Mommy took them today and parked the car near the tree and excavator… J even added to the details per B! I guess this was time well spent today. It’s not often you see a huge tree knocked down!
What a day - maybe I can sleep now…