So he stayed home, we went to coffee at the church where there were bunches of both people and little boys to play with. We brought home lots of goodies (since the kids are loved and beloved by all and there were extras) and then we had a nice lunch and nap time.
Hubby came home for a bit in the afternoon since he had to go back to the office after supper, so we went (you guessed it) to WEM and watched the sea lions and bought shoes for Daddy and the Girl.
My little Girl has started playing strange a bit (especially if she's tired) and she's alright as long as she can see/hear/smell me (or Daddy at the very least), but if she feels abandoned or neglected you really hear about it! I had put her down in the middle of the bed surrounded by pillows so she couldn't roll, and left to look in on the boys in their bath and I wasn't gone two seconds and she was crying with real, fat tears rolling down her cheeks. She was convinced that she was alone in the world and I was gone. Never to return. Hello separation anxiety!
There has been a few meltdowns lately because we are planning this trip for the weekend, but Boy2 thinks that the weekend hasn't been coming fast enough. I've been hearing alot of "But I wanna go on the trip NOW!" "Just a few more sleeps, Sweetie." "But why?" Ugh! That "why" stage is very tiring!
But there is less and less snow covering the yard, and more and more puddles for jumping in. That means more mud for "painting" and splashing in. The boys were playing outside yesterday before we left for the church bible study, and we had to emergency change the Boy's pants before getting in the van, they were so wet! They were only out for maybe ten minutes and he was soaked! Oh, well. It's spring!
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