Busy Saturday

After finally – FINALLY – making some progress in the sleeping arena, Zoe decided to get some teeth. And also start learning how to crawl. And also catch a cold. So after a false sense of security, we were back to waking up 2-3 times a night. Combined with a busy work schedule and, I don’t know, two evenings out, that was just too much for me to handle. Fortunately we seem to have gotten past that phase and we are back to better sleeping.

Now that I have written that, I will be awake tonight from 2-4AM. So, you know, feel free to send me an email during that time if you are up and we can chat.

Anyway, despite Zoe’s attempt to turn me into a grouchy zombie, we managed to have a very busy and fun Saturday.

Elena was supposed to be attending soccer in the morning, but she hasn’t really been loving the Saturday soccer league, and the cold, rainy weather put her over the edge. Despite my spending money on this league and not wanting to instill the idea that quitting something is OK, quite frankly I only have two full days a week with her and I don’t want to spend half of one of them arguing with her about why it’s a good idea for her to run around in the rain crying.

OK, so we established early on that we were going to skip soccer, which freed us up to attend this year’s Touch a Truck with Rachel and Elizabeth and their little friend Bernard.

Touch A Truck

Touch A Truck

We went last year and it was super hot and super crowded. This year was less hot and less crowded. There was no fire truck…but we didn’t feel like standing in the line to see the fire truck last year anyway, so that was fine. We spent about an hour and a half wandering about and trying out the trucks. Also we got very large and loud whistles to take home with us. Elena has been told hers is for outdoor use only. I suspect that Rachel’s whistle has already been “lost.”

Elena liked the police van (it was for special operations, so not a normal police van) because there were several TVs inside with Disney and Sprout and whatnot on. These folks know their audience, that’s for sure.

favorite truck for obvious reasons

favorite truck for obvious reasons

I always enjoy getting Elena to sit in the postal van.

just like daddy

just like daddy

Zoe was not a fan, but she was a trooper. We had minimal tears and fussing.

unimpressed by trucks

unimpressed by trucks

time for treats

time for treats

Elena got a beautiful butterfly cookie as her snack, which she was very pleased with until she saw the chocolate cupcakes that Rachel and Bernard had. Oh well, more for me.

We had lunch at Noodles & Co. downtown (a favorite of Elena) then headed home for some rest for Elena and I, and “rolling around thank goodness I’m out of my carseat” for Zoe.

After resting, and collecting Ben, we headed to Dilner Farm for a farm tour. We’re finally, finally doing a CSA this year, and we selected Dilner for their proximity and reports of good variety. We’re doing a biweekly share and should be receiving our first shipment in a few weeks. They offer a farm tour for subscribers and I thought it would be neat to look around the farm.

Dilner has egg shares, but we are not getting an egg share. I sort of hate eggs. But it was still fun/terrifying to see all the chickens. They were staring at me! See the one staring at me??

chickens

chickens

It was alternating between rainy and sunny all day Saturday, and we finally got the payoff on our way home. This was the brightest rainbow I remember seeing. The picture does not do it justice.

rainbow

rainbow

After that, even though I’d thought ahead and prepared dinner, we decided to go to Emiliano’s. And THEN to Sincerely Yogurt.

I guess I'll just eat this giraffe

I guess I’ll just eat this giraffe

And then home to bed! What a day!

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The top five most disgusting things about being a parent of young children

I’ve recently had cause to consider my rankings of the five most disgusting things about having small children.

5. How everything is sticky all the time. In fairness this may be my husband’s fault.

4. Poopsplosions. What, you liked that little onesie? You didn’t feel like doing laundry this morning? You don’t want to remember to keep size appropriate spare clothes every place your child spends time? Tough.

3. Childbirth in general. Making a surprise early showing because it’s been 8 months since I’ve been through it and biology has already wired me such that I forgot how awful it was. Childbirth? I remember being in a hospital, and there was some pain, but there were also people bringing me dessert and I didn’t have to clean anything up. Sounds ok.

2. Being thrown up on. Or someone throwing up in your car, which counts as the same thing. Your kid is sick and crying and you can’t even hug them because ew.

1. When your kid poops on the tub. MIC DROP. Worst thing ever.