Alas. Shortly after my earlier post I got a message from Kile saying he’d forgotten he needs to work late tonight. Just a couple hours, but enough to make attempting Monster Jam inconvenient. Of course, this is less than ideal. Harry is anticipating going tonight so he is bound to be disappointed. They were supposed to meet some friends there tonight, which means they’ll miss out on that. I’m hoping Harry didn’t know about that part (I didn’t tell him, but one of his friends may have mentioned it at school), because otherwise he’ll be even more upset. And, of course, this means no relaxing evening for me with a chick flick and some chocolate. Drat.
Kile still plans to go later in the weekend. It’s just a matter of when. Sunday is pretty much out because of church and whatnot. And tomorrow afternoon isn’t such a great idea since if we wanted to do pretty much anything, it would interfere with that. So tomorrow night might be the best option. So “Me Night” isn’t completely out of the cards yet. I was just looking forward to it tonight. And it looks as if I’ll have the exact OPPOSITE of “Me Night”, with Kile working late and all. sigh
Phooey.
Anyhow, before I leave ya’ll for the weekend, I want to share with you a few random thoughts to finish out the week:
- How sad is it about Patrick Swayze having cancer?? That just puts a big old crimp in my whole perspective on life. (And is it really bad that I got freaked out when I read he is 55 years old? When did THAT happen??)
- Liam has earned a new nickname: Fruit Lemur. He’s on some sort of hunger strike this week and while fruit has always been a favored food of his, it is now one of the only things he will reliably eat (sometimes, today he chucked all his banana pieces on the floor). He’s freaking me out, is what he’s doing. Why won’t this child EAT?? We’ve taken to spiking his sippy cup with high fat/protein smoothies and trying to find ways to sneak meat into his diet. UGH.
- He also is having some rather interesting BMs lately. I’m sure it has nothing to do with all the fruit. (insert eyeroll here)
- He is also experiencing some sort of contrary-baby epiphany of some sort. Not that he hasn’t always been a little on the contrary side, but now he’s downright obstinate and CRANKY.
- Is it just me or do Moose A. Moose’s (from Noggin, duh) antlers actually come out of his ears? Cuz that’s what it looks like. Drives me nuts.
I was just about to hit publish when Kile IM’d me and he’s having second thoughts about not going tonight. He still has to work late, but he thinks they can make Monster Jam if I drop Harry off there and they hustle right over. Of course, it’s too late to buy tickets online so they’d have to do it at the door. Sooooo… there may be jamming tonight after all! And if that’s the case then this whole post is pretty much pointless, isn’t it? Don’t answer that.
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Michelle 03.08.08 at 5:41 am
Elizabeth won’t eat either. She’s still not good at feeding herself with the bottle, which is totally my fault. I just don’t apperciate getting sprayed in the face with formula while she’s investigating her bottle. Plus, it’s really hard to judge how much she drinks and how much gets sprayed/dripped on various surfaces and she’s been anti-formula on and off since Thanksgiving. So the “how much did she eat” question that gets asked by her daddy and the doctor is really hard to answer. But this morning she decided she didn’t want any formula thank you very much AND she would rather chew on parts of her high chair than have any peaches.
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