Breakin’ the law…breakin’ the law.
Many of you know that I’m not a Wal-mart shopper. I avoid it if at all possible because they treat everyone they come into contact with like shit. But when it comes down to brass tacks, if I need something and it’s the only place I can go, I suck it up and make the trip.
Such is the case where my parents live. So today we loaded everyone in the car with the stroller and headed out.
Yes, we took the stroller. You know why?
It’s sick and wrong, but when I’m in town and we go out to the Forbidden City, I’m there for as long as the children can stand it. I can spend a good two hours just pooping around checking out all of the stuff I’m not supposed to be buying…and then I usually buy stuff.
I don’t know if it’s the act of doing something I know I shouldn’t or if it’s just because there are a few things I really like about Wally World (Yes, I know this is disgusting.), but whenever I come to stay with my parents, I go hog wild and stock up on everything that I’m “not allowed” to get when we’re in KC. I can’t help myself…it’s justso cheap.
Anyway, today it was a couple of outfits and a pair of shoes for E, a sweater vest for L, and a sweet pair of shoes for me. I’m a complete sucker for the George line of clothing and now they have this Metro line that had me drooling over shoes.
AT WAL-MART people. What is wrong with this picture?
Oh well…what’s done is done, right.
The funniest part of the whole trip was walking back out to the car after listening to L yell that he wanted Grammy to push him in the cart for an hour and a half and seeing that he had left the back door of the Taxi WIDE open. Not just a crack…we’re talking open like if the car next to us had tried to leave someone would have had to close it in order not to take off their rear view mirror.
Ironically, I had made sure that I locked the car - twice - as we walked into the store upon arrival. I just never checked to make sure that all of the doors were closed. Fortunately the fam lives in a small town where people are nice and when a door is open in a parking lot they just ignore it. (If it were me, I’d close it for the idiot who left it open. But that’s just me.)
The car started and nothing was missing, so we just headed home - after I told L he could either sit in his car seat or he could get out of the car so the rest of us wearing our seat belts could go home and have lunch.
He’s starting to take his choices a little more seriously. I whipped out a great one at nap time…either he was quiet and still while laying in bed with me or he could go downstairs in the dark bedroom with the door shut and be awake. It didn’t take much time spent in the dark bedroom for him to determine that he’d rather sleep with me.
And I did nap today. I needed it. E has been up every couple of hours the last couple nights and I’ve been sleepy during the day. I had been chalking it up to teething, but this afternoon she had a fever.
I don’t want to risk taking an ear pained child on an airplane in a week, so I’m taking her to the doctor tomorrow morning. Seriously…if she has another ear infection I’m going to disown Aaron. He’s the one who had to have tubes when he was a kid. My ear genes certainly aren’t defective.
The rest of the day was pretty lazy. I haven’t had the gumption to get anything of consequence done. I even bailed on our plans to go to Target (in another town, obviously) this morning. I just couldn’t function.
This evening the kids played outside in buckets of water after L thought he tricked me into it by saying that he needed to go see how his tricycle was doing. It didn’t take long for Mr. Tricycle to end up in Toy Time Out. It seems that Mr. T has a mind of his own and ran into Elena “all by itself” as told by Liam, who happened to be sitting on said Trike during said incident.
That said, L has really had a good day today. I feel like he’s finally settling down. He went down easily for nap after threatening him with the dark room, and this evening he went right to sleep at bed time. He’s been very sweet and full of hugs, kisses and “I love yous.” And, I’ve noticed that he hasn’t been attached at the hip to Milo, Taggie and Special Blanket. I think he’s feeling a little more secure that I’m not going to leave him here. (He should. I’ve played with both of my kids more in the last four days than I have in two months. It’s been really fun.) He’s finally calm and its making me rethink my plan for going back to KC for the weekend before we leave on the 2nd. Dealing with him and the transitions just wears me out. I really want to see everyone again, so I’m just going to have to decide if it’s worth messing with him again. It’s just so hard on all of us.
Luckily, if we don’t head back much before we leave, I’ve greatly enjoyed the time here with Mom and Dad. Mom and I have been working on Peppernuts since I won’t be around to do it in November. They take forever to make, but we’ve been laughing our asses off as we work. It feels really good to laugh about completely ridiculous things.
AND, Heather is going to be here tomorrow with Ethan. Em is staying with Brian. I’m so glad I get to see them again before we leave. Hopefully E will feel better and we’ll all be able to enjoy a quiet weekend…with many nights of good rest.
Oh, and one more item of note for the record. I have cut back my meds to 300mg of Wellbutrin/day (from 450mg) and I haven’t had Zoloft (200mg) in three days. I seem to be handling everything fairly well, I think. But don’t worry, I have my mom keeping an eye on me so if things do get out of hand she’ll tell me and I’ll reevaluate.
It’s way past my bedtime and E is going to wake up in a few hours in need of some more numbing ear drops, so I should get to bed.
Boooorring.
