Note: Yes, this is actually Friday. I got sick on Tuesday night and managed to have a somewhat normal day on Wednesday but I was really tired by the end of it so I went to bed, intending to blog on Thursday morning. And then I got a massive ear infection and felt horrible all day Thursday so didn't blog at all. Dave even stayed home because I felt so awful. Then this morning my parents arrived for a week visit from Saskatchewan (via Newfoundland) and so we've been hanging out all day. So now it's 11:00pm on Friday night and I'm blogging about Wednesday. Such is life. (And Day In The Week-Thursday will happen next Thursday (I hope!)). And for the next week you will read about hanging out with my parents and all the fun and exciting things we get up to.
I woke up at 9:00 with an earache and a cold starting. To be fair, I'd been dozing off and on since 7ish when Dave's alarm went off. Sam woke up at 9:10 and I got him breakfast and checked computer stuff -- mainly reading about the US election results. I answered the door for two people trying to convert me to their religion. And yes, I was still in my pjs and not showered. Since I want to keep it real, I'm posting the picture I let Sam take of me looking my morning best! (Yes, this is how I answered the door and if you want to come by in the morning just be prepared!)
By 1:45 I was eating lunch of squash soup and hummus and sesame rice crackers and doing a load of laundry. I wrote yesterday's (Tuesday's) blog post, drank tea and read a book which was due at the library the next day. At 3:00 I woke up Rachel and picked up Sam from preschool. We ran some errands. Sam refused to say thank you for the free grocery store cookie so I took it away from him which resulted in him crying. We walked to Starbucks and he cried all the way there and back, about twenty minutes of walking round trip. I took pictures of Sam crying, even though his crying bothered me. (And obviously it was (mostly) fake "I'm mad because I'm not getting my way" crying and not "I'm really hurt and completely losing it" crying. I never take pictures of my kids when their crying is serious -- I'm too busy dealing with them. But when they are crying about ridiculous situations (cue Rachel not getting another muffin) I take pictures.) I find now, situations like this become things to share on the blog because others can relate rather than something to lose my mind over so thank you blogging world! And everyone who ever spends any time around kids goes through these things too, right? Rachel joined in on the crying which was awesome! I'm sure everyone around me thought I was the best parent ever.
By 4:15 we were home and Sam watched a video and ate his sandwich from lunch. I read some more and Rachel played. At 5:00 I was cooking supper with Sam. He stirred and I chopped. It's moment like this which make the crying moments worth it! (And possibly pictures like the one below! Ha ha ha!)
I got home at 9:15 and dealt with a freaking out Sam and a stressed out husband. I also found the following on my computer. It's the third book in a series by an author I really enjoy!