The picture site is finally up to date. Go on, take a look, I’ll wait. Yes, I know there is no December album but December isn’t over yet, is it???
This week is going to fly or be slower than molasses, I can’t decide which. Katherine has been asking every day whether today is the day we’re leaving to go to Papa and Gram’s houses. This morning on the way to daycare I told her “two more sleeps” to which she promptly replied that she wanted to go to sleep. Right then. Clearly the kid is excited. We started packing the weekend and the first thing Katherine grabbed was her bathing suit…yes her bathing suit. There’s a story to this one.
You see both Ted’s parents and my parents have hot tubs. Being the great Grams and Papas that they are they gladly turn down the heat to make the water just right for a little girl. Katherine loooooves going in the hot tubs. Usually her swims occur in the warmer months, not once the weather starts to head toward the freezing mark. So naturally at Thanksgiving time I didn’t even think to pack a suit for her. However Ted mentioned (on the way there, way too late to grab anything from home) that it might be nice to take a dip in the hot tub. I had forgotten my suit as well but Gram had one I could borrow. Since we didn’t a suit for Katherine we figured she would be happy playing with Papa and Gram inside while the adults took a dip. Well, naturally Miss K took one look at the two of us in our robes, headed for the back door and well…you can kind of guess what happened next. She hasn’t let us forget it. So Saturday morning when suitcases began to come out she raced into her room and pulled out her suit. “Mommy I got my bathing suit out, you forgot it last time.” She upped the ante by actually putting the suit on and wearing it in the house for most of the day. Yeah, yeah, kid…we get it. We messed up (to put it nicely, put your own expletive in there). So it is a certainty that there will be hot tubbing this time around…at both houses. Which reminds me I need to pack her robe and flip flops as well.
In preparation for the Big Guy’s arrival next weekend I did some toy cleaning on Saturday. The main goal was to make room for the new arrivals but secondary to that was getting all the random toy parts in the toy box and in Katherine’s room back to their proper home. A few items here and there were tossed. Anything received as part of a Happy Meal or the equivalent is sadly, no longer with us. At the end of the day I had only one small basket of random “stuff” and the toy box is half empty. Not too shabby. Of course, all of this reorganizing meant that Miss K discovered toys she hasn’t played with in months so by Sunday afternoon the house was a mess again. At least it was an organized mess.
Ted and I attempted to continue a family tradition last night with our annual drive around town to look at Christmas lights. We thought Katherine would enjoy this since she asks to see Christmas lights every evening on the drive home from daycare. Ten minutes before we left Teddy fell over and smacked his cheek which resulted in lots of tears and some tlc time on me (he’s ok, just a little bruise). Recovered from that we hopped in the car in our pjs and turned on the holiday tunes. Two minutes after we left the house Katherine asked what we were doing and after the first street asked if we could go back home. We held her off through a few neighborhoods but just when she was starting to get into it, Teddy declared that he had had enough. I think we were gone 15 minutes at the most. Maybe next year will be more successful.