Friday, September 14, 2012
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Date Night
Saturday Joel and I got a babysitter and went out for dinner. We went to One Trick Pony and had some excellent food. It was nice to get away, just the two of us. We had forgotten about Celebration on the Grand, but that's was okay, the restaurant wasn't busy. After dinner we walked a few blocks and tried to see if some of the bars were too busy. We decided they were so we went home. What an exciting night we had!! We are officially OLD. I was more willing to go to the bar than Joel was, but that was because he was feeling run down. He's got too much to do and not enough time to do it.
Last night when we got home there was a note on our door. The mason that will be redoing the neighbor's chimney has time and wants to start but our truck is in the way of scaffolding and he doesn't want any debris to fall on it either. Um, the truck's front tires are off because Joel has been fixing the breaks (which has been a pain because of the all wheel drive but on his truck it's rear wheel drive breaks, I don't get it. It's taken Joel awhile to have the time to investigate all this too.) So, the mason will have to wait until the weekend when Joel can hopefully put the truck back together. Joel's also working hard on buffing and staining some concrete counter tops. Those are his jobs, I get the kids. I think I have the easier job - sometimes. If I were stronger and more knowledgeable, I could help him. Because sometimes the kids drive me bonkers.
My example is this weekend Chloe was going up the stairs from 1st floor to 2nd and she stops at a step and bites it. What? I said "Chloe, don't eat the steps, yucky." What kind of child does that? I think she's still getting in some teeth too. Sometimes for dinner, she is so cranky she won't eat anything. We gave her two things of yogurt one day because she liked the feeling on her gums.
Speaking of crazy, Kylie did eat raw corn on the cob a couple of years ago. She loves corn on the cob.
Last night when we got home there was a note on our door. The mason that will be redoing the neighbor's chimney has time and wants to start but our truck is in the way of scaffolding and he doesn't want any debris to fall on it either. Um, the truck's front tires are off because Joel has been fixing the breaks (which has been a pain because of the all wheel drive but on his truck it's rear wheel drive breaks, I don't get it. It's taken Joel awhile to have the time to investigate all this too.) So, the mason will have to wait until the weekend when Joel can hopefully put the truck back together. Joel's also working hard on buffing and staining some concrete counter tops. Those are his jobs, I get the kids. I think I have the easier job - sometimes. If I were stronger and more knowledgeable, I could help him. Because sometimes the kids drive me bonkers.
My example is this weekend Chloe was going up the stairs from 1st floor to 2nd and she stops at a step and bites it. What? I said "Chloe, don't eat the steps, yucky." What kind of child does that? I think she's still getting in some teeth too. Sometimes for dinner, she is so cranky she won't eat anything. We gave her two things of yogurt one day because she liked the feeling on her gums.
Speaking of crazy, Kylie did eat raw corn on the cob a couple of years ago. She loves corn on the cob.
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