1. Took Zoey and her friend, Adley, to Cafe Sip N Play for a puppet show. Adley missed her mommy and wanted me to hold her continuously. This sent Zoey in to "Oh no you don't, that's MY mommy" mode, and was a little leary of the puppets to boot. By the time we got home we all needed naps.
2. Unfortunately, Zoey only napped an hour and a half today, which is about an hour and a half shy of what she really needed. But she seemed to be in a decent mood and wanted to help me pack boxes bound for "Kowawa".
3. Half an hour later, while I was packing in the kitchen and talking to my best friend on the phone, I noticed that strange silence that immediately alerts you to dangerous toddler activities.
4. Went to find Zoey. Located her in the mud room attempting to shove a screwdriver in to an electrical outlet. Yell at her to stop. She freaks out. Tell Rikki I need to call her back.
5. 15 minutes, a binky (for Zoey) and a beer (for mommy) later, we sit down to have yet another safety discussion. She tells me she was trying to "fix the waw (wall) yike Daddy". Well, shit. I have no argument for this. I don't know where the screwdriver came from and, until VERY recently, hadn't even been aware we had an electrical outlet in the mud room.
6. TV is an excellent babysitter. Do not let anyone tell you otherwise.
7. Hot dogs for dinner. Have taken mental stock of all the crap we have eaten this week--hot dogs, donuts, Girl Scout cookies, and one outing to McDonalds quickly come to mind. Am craving the stability of a well-stocked kitchen and the presence of a menu. Make mental note to organize Puyallup kitchen immediately, before you see me on an episode of TLC's "Half Ton Mom".
8. It is now 9:00 and time for bed. For all of us.
1 comment:
I think you're doing really well...moving is REALLY hard when you still have to live a normal life for your kids right in the middle.
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