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How the hours got handed out...
Jul. 21st, 2006 01:30 amI did manage to get a bunch of diaper covers washed and sunned before we played Monopoly.
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Then we cleaned up the game and got the babies diapered and packed up a bag, and Grant brought us the van so we could go over to Kristen's house. For those who haven't been paying attention (FOR SHAME!!) Kristen is my LLL co-leader and her son Darian is one of Aaron's best friends. Kid with the "hair like a horse". She also has a 14 month old named Naja. I thought long and hard and decided she would not mind me sharing her website - http://homepage.mac.com/jaydedj/Menu33.html She is a sewing, belly mask painting, laundry piled up, cooking from scratch, kids piling cushions on the floor to jump onto from the couch somebody and I could talk to her for hours. The kids all had a great time, too, and their house is AWESOME. We're going back to swim next week. She runs an organic co-op (which enables her to get organic produce DIRT CHEAP, like a huge box every other week for literally $2) and had a lot left over that wasn't claimed this week, so she sent me home with it.
Isaac FLIPPED out terrified of her (very gentle, mostly keeping their distance) dogs. They were only outside, but that meant when we initially got there, when we went out to play, when we went back in and when we were leaving. I tried to comfort him, I could tell he was genuinely scared to death. He also screamed like he was being stabbed with an ice pick everytime he wanted anything another kid was playing with, or someone approached him in the wrong way. It was weird. He played with the other kids happily for probably 30 minutes, before he got his shoes tied up in some string and needed help (more screaming). All of this I could have dealt with, he did spend a good half hour on his own and a few quiet minutes nursing, and it was a good visit. But when it was time to go he didn't want to and thrashed screaming in his car seat - I had to wrestle him into it and then he started that, "I want the water...no, I don't want it...wait wait give it back!...No-oh, haha" crap. I told Kristen, "He's always like this. Well, he didn't sleep as a baby and got into everything all the time as a young toddler and now he's always like this." She was like, "And you had another one?!" haha. Yeah. I told her that the way he looks is like a warning, like those orange tree frogs that are so poisonous, and we laughed about that a lot.
Came home, made dinner - this chicken - the recipe came from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rainingkisses, so you know it must be good. Everyone ate, I got Jake to sleep while Grant took Isaac to his office to get a dvd of Over the Hedge for us to watch. When he got back Annie and Aaron played on their own for awhile while he read in the recliner (The Running Man, by Stephen King writing as Richard Bachman) and I read to Isaac. We layed on the floor together, just the two of us, and went through Where the Wild Things Are, The Very Hungry Caterpillar and Dr Seuss's ABC. BTW, I was recently severely traumatized when I got those books out with Aaron for the first time in a long time and realize A and A have LONG outgrown them and are bored to tears if I even make the attempt. Anyway, Isaac loved them. And it was pretty adorable afterwards, watching him dance with his Tickle me Elmo (passed down through many kids) as we sang the ABCs (his are completely unintelligible). Then when I changed him I used a wipe on Elmo, too, and diapered him, and Grant took Elmo to the bathroom for teeth brushing with him, and he actually didn't pitch too much of a fit about going to bed. There is always at least a short book and a kiss, but I guess he is showing his infinite needs. I was thinking earlier of how sweet it was when we would fall asleep nursing, while I was pregnant. Curled up on the couch in the afternoon. Where would I be without prolactin? Possibly on the news for murder in the nuthouse.
Grant, Ananda, Aaron and I watched Over the Hedge with a bowl of popcorn, and then it was really late and Annie asserted that she was NOT tired, and then immediately lost consciousness on the bench. Aaron looked at her and said, "Is she wearing makeup? ...She looks so beautiful". So I got out the camera and took pictures.
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I've been cleaning the kitchen as I type this up. Putting away all that extra produce from Kristen and doing dishes and whatnot. I also have the meal list for the week sitting here - I've done two more days now :p The laundry room still looks exactly the same, except with a drying rack precariously balanced amidst the cacophony and draped all over with wool.
( +5 )
Then we cleaned up the game and got the babies diapered and packed up a bag, and Grant brought us the van so we could go over to Kristen's house. For those who haven't been paying attention (FOR SHAME!!) Kristen is my LLL co-leader and her son Darian is one of Aaron's best friends. Kid with the "hair like a horse". She also has a 14 month old named Naja. I thought long and hard and decided she would not mind me sharing her website - http://homepage.mac.com/jaydedj/Menu33.html She is a sewing, belly mask painting, laundry piled up, cooking from scratch, kids piling cushions on the floor to jump onto from the couch somebody and I could talk to her for hours. The kids all had a great time, too, and their house is AWESOME. We're going back to swim next week. She runs an organic co-op (which enables her to get organic produce DIRT CHEAP, like a huge box every other week for literally $2) and had a lot left over that wasn't claimed this week, so she sent me home with it.
Isaac FLIPPED out terrified of her (very gentle, mostly keeping their distance) dogs. They were only outside, but that meant when we initially got there, when we went out to play, when we went back in and when we were leaving. I tried to comfort him, I could tell he was genuinely scared to death. He also screamed like he was being stabbed with an ice pick everytime he wanted anything another kid was playing with, or someone approached him in the wrong way. It was weird. He played with the other kids happily for probably 30 minutes, before he got his shoes tied up in some string and needed help (more screaming). All of this I could have dealt with, he did spend a good half hour on his own and a few quiet minutes nursing, and it was a good visit. But when it was time to go he didn't want to and thrashed screaming in his car seat - I had to wrestle him into it and then he started that, "I want the water...no, I don't want it...wait wait give it back!...No-oh, haha" crap. I told Kristen, "He's always like this. Well, he didn't sleep as a baby and got into everything all the time as a young toddler and now he's always like this." She was like, "And you had another one?!" haha. Yeah. I told her that the way he looks is like a warning, like those orange tree frogs that are so poisonous, and we laughed about that a lot.
Came home, made dinner - this chicken - the recipe came from
rainingkisses, so you know it must be good. Everyone ate, I got Jake to sleep while Grant took Isaac to his office to get a dvd of Over the Hedge for us to watch. When he got back Annie and Aaron played on their own for awhile while he read in the recliner (The Running Man, by Stephen King writing as Richard Bachman) and I read to Isaac. We layed on the floor together, just the two of us, and went through Where the Wild Things Are, The Very Hungry Caterpillar and Dr Seuss's ABC. BTW, I was recently severely traumatized when I got those books out with Aaron for the first time in a long time and realize A and A have LONG outgrown them and are bored to tears if I even make the attempt. Anyway, Isaac loved them. And it was pretty adorable afterwards, watching him dance with his Tickle me Elmo (passed down through many kids) as we sang the ABCs (his are completely unintelligible). Then when I changed him I used a wipe on Elmo, too, and diapered him, and Grant took Elmo to the bathroom for teeth brushing with him, and he actually didn't pitch too much of a fit about going to bed. There is always at least a short book and a kiss, but I guess he is showing his infinite needs. I was thinking earlier of how sweet it was when we would fall asleep nursing, while I was pregnant. Curled up on the couch in the afternoon. Where would I be without prolactin? Possibly Grant, Ananda, Aaron and I watched Over the Hedge with a bowl of popcorn, and then it was really late and Annie asserted that she was NOT tired, and then immediately lost consciousness on the bench. Aaron looked at her and said, "Is she wearing makeup? ...She looks so beautiful". So I got out the camera and took pictures.
( +2 )
I've been cleaning the kitchen as I type this up. Putting away all that extra produce from Kristen and doing dishes and whatnot. I also have the meal list for the week sitting here - I've done two more days now :p The laundry room still looks exactly the same, except with a drying rack precariously balanced amidst the cacophony and draped all over with wool.
