what a day...
Today started with Logan waking up at FOUR! A.M. ready for the day. There was no talking him into going back to sleep for a few more hours, no convincing him to just go play in his room. Groan. Lucky for me Lynn had to be on the road by 6:15 this morning so he took over the Logan wrangling, fed him breakfast, played with him for a bit and finally talked the kid into watching the Incredibles so Mommy could sleep a little longer. Instead of every five minutes hearing, "Wake up, Momma! Open your eyes, Sleepyhead!" it was only every twenty minutes. Groan some more.
When I finally dragged myself out of bed I discovered that my well meaning husband left the upstairs gate AND the kitchen pantry door open. This is like leaving the gate to the corral open and shooting pellets into the rumps of a bunch of cattle. Mayhem and destruction ensues. Thank the good Lord above Caleb chose this morning to sleep in! Logan helped himself to a banana, two packets of Pop Tarts and at least two cans of diet root beer. Logan really does have a hollow leg because there is nowhere on his little body to fit all that food. AMAZING.
Once Caleb decided to grace us with his presence he had a particularly messy piece of jelly toast and most of a banana. Afternoon finally rolled around and we took Caleb in for his 18 month well baby visit. No vaccinations were due today (score!), he is in the 90th percentile for height at 34 inches and 60th for weight at 26.5 pounds. He's a tank. We did get a prescription for his allergies, finally, and one for his eczema, also from allergies (uh, thank you and duh, dear doctor).
After all that excitement we dropped my broken glasses off to be repaired. It takes a minimum of a week (A WEEK) to have an earpiece shipped. Then it was off to the post office to finally mail the rest of Leigh's goodies to her (my last attempt to mail them off to her was April 15th...SMAH-HAR-ART). Upon leaving the post office I went to another eye doctor for an exam and some new frames too. Tuesday my new frames will be ready (hooray, no more lopsided glasses hanging off my face). They're tortoise shell on the outside and sagey green on the inside. Logan wanted me to get either green frames or pink frames. We settled on green on the inside. Phew. Didn't want to have to subject half of the free world to the melt down of a child that has been up since four a.m. and is crashing from his sugar high. My mental prowess managed to out maneuver a three, almost four, year old. I've still got the touch. Where is my ticker tape parade?
It's Miller Time by way of Lynchburg, Tennessee now, buddy.
When I finally dragged myself out of bed I discovered that my well meaning husband left the upstairs gate AND the kitchen pantry door open. This is like leaving the gate to the corral open and shooting pellets into the rumps of a bunch of cattle. Mayhem and destruction ensues. Thank the good Lord above Caleb chose this morning to sleep in! Logan helped himself to a banana, two packets of Pop Tarts and at least two cans of diet root beer. Logan really does have a hollow leg because there is nowhere on his little body to fit all that food. AMAZING.
Once Caleb decided to grace us with his presence he had a particularly messy piece of jelly toast and most of a banana. Afternoon finally rolled around and we took Caleb in for his 18 month well baby visit. No vaccinations were due today (score!), he is in the 90th percentile for height at 34 inches and 60th for weight at 26.5 pounds. He's a tank. We did get a prescription for his allergies, finally, and one for his eczema, also from allergies (uh, thank you and duh, dear doctor).
After all that excitement we dropped my broken glasses off to be repaired. It takes a minimum of a week (A WEEK) to have an earpiece shipped. Then it was off to the post office to finally mail the rest of Leigh's goodies to her (my last attempt to mail them off to her was April 15th...SMAH-HAR-ART). Upon leaving the post office I went to another eye doctor for an exam and some new frames too. Tuesday my new frames will be ready (hooray, no more lopsided glasses hanging off my face). They're tortoise shell on the outside and sagey green on the inside. Logan wanted me to get either green frames or pink frames. We settled on green on the inside. Phew. Didn't want to have to subject half of the free world to the melt down of a child that has been up since four a.m. and is crashing from his sugar high. My mental prowess managed to out maneuver a three, almost four, year old. I've still got the touch. Where is my ticker tape parade?
It's Miller Time by way of Lynchburg, Tennessee now, buddy.
posted by Amy at 9:07 PM
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