Saturday morning, Jarrod was up early to go work @ a local pharmacy and thankfully he left me and Collin sleeping. Collin and I eventually got up... (I'm not going to say what time it was b/c there will be judging. Either from people whose children wake them up at 6:00am on the weekends or from people who will think I'm lazy!) We were silly and ate breakfast while watching the Olympics. Collin is so cute when there is a really heated race on TV. He can tell from all the people cheering, and he'll run right up to the TV and yell, "Go! Go!" He even pumps his fist in the air. He also likes to clap when there are people clapping on TV, but it's usually a minute or two after the fact!
His new obsession is with "ohhnches", that's ORANGES to you and me. A friend introduced him to Cuties / Clementines a couple of weeks ago and now we have to keep a steady supply of them in our house. So Saturday morning he dribbled orange juice all over his little self, and I kept thinking, "I'll take that t-shirt off him when he goes down for a nap and put stain-stick on it". Well, that thought lasted until he busted his mouth on the coffee table from too much jumping up and down and general silliness and blood started dribbling onto the shirt. It was just a cheap white t-shirt and I didn't have the desire to save it (even though I am very adept at removing stains!), so that shirt went to the garbage.
Speaking of shirts, the Fall Rhea Lana's consignment sale is this week. I have become obsessed with these consignment sales. I cannot give up an opportunity to find a bargain!! Here's what's crazy, I was formulating my game-plan for shopping this sale, and I realized I don't need very much for Collin this time around. Before, I've made it my plan to head straight for the shoes b/c he was about to grow out of his, but thanks to his Nonne, we are in good shape for shoes. Or I might have thought to hunt for jackets/coats first, but we have a couple already that he should be able to wear this Fall. So it looks like I'm going to be doing some very general shopping and it freaks me out a little b/c the pre-sale event is tonight and it is BRUTAL. Without a game-plan / mission, I'm afraid I'm going to get trampled instead of being the one doing the trampling! I told Jarrod this morning that I was having heart palpitations thinking about this evening. Hopefully I'll survive to report on my experience!
Alright, so in true "If it's not one thing, it's your mother" fashion, this morning as I was getting Collin ready to leave for day-care he was yammering on about how he needed a "nack". Turns out, there was an empty fruit snack package lying on the floorboard of the car and he could see it from his car-seat. (I will not admit this to my husband, but I regret the day I found Mott's for Tots Fruit Snacks!) I gave him the package and explained that it was empty, but he didn't care. I quickly rushed back inside the house to grab a box of raisins and a fruit sauce pouch - neither of which he wanted! As I'm hurrying back and forth with the car running, I start to realize I can hear a kitten meowing. I went to investigate further and sure enough, behind the car is a kitten who is quickly searching me out and loudly meowing at me. I had to run inside again and get Jarrod to come watch the thing so I could back out safely and get Collin to daycare.
The whole ride was filled with him telling me how he needed a "nack". I threw a box of raisins to him at one point but he didn't want to eat them. Thankfully, he reset once he realized we were at "schoo".
When I got back home, my too-sweet-for-his-own-good husband was sitting on the step with a cup of milk, some dog food and the kitten.
I am extremely allergic to cats. I wish I wasn't, but I am. Plus, we just can't add one more thing to our plate right now. So imagine how hard I had to bite my tongue when an hour or two into my workday I ventured into the kitchen for some coffee and Jarrod says to me, "He's still sitting right there on the step."
Ha! I said, "Of course he is, he thinks he lives here now."
Kitten, anyone?
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We have two kittens and they are a handful...add Ean into the mix and good gravy! He wants to drag/carry them around and he just picks them up willy nilly by the fur of their hips or their harness. I feel so bad for the kittens. We do not need a third. Im sorry your allergic to them. Kittens are sweet. I hope you find a good place for it.
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