And the culprit was...
So the plumber came, and about $300 later, a bathtub squirty fish toy was retrieved from the depths of the children's toilet. So...how did this fish come to be in the toilet? Hubby picked the small people up from school today, and told Ryan that they'd gotten the toy out of the toilet. Ryan was excited. Hubby asked him if he knew which toy it was, and was told "The tub fish." I think we have a culprit!
A bit more behind the cut.
Rachel has well...had a case of the terribles two's for a good while now. She has also been having a very hard time going to sleep (takes after night owl mommy and daddy perhaps) and we'll have to put her back in bed multiple times after bedtime. She's been awake as late as 11 PM a few nights these past couple of weeks. So it makes for a ill tempered young lady about dinnertime the next day. So last night, she wanted a muffin. I told her I would get one for her and her brother in a minute, was still getting the last of the grown ups' dinner to the table, could she finish the food on her plate in the meantime. She either didn't hear or just plain wanted it OMG NOW and started into full meltdown mode. She'd eaten some of her food...but she would not calm down, would not say sorry even when the muffin came. So Daddy took her upstairs to put her to bed.
I was left downstairs with the Ohio grandparents, who had just arrived to spend a couple weeks with us/the grandkids. Ryan said "I don't want Rachel to go to bed yet." with a big mournful look - looking out for her, so sweet! The yelling continued unabated for a few minutes. I left the big brother with the grandparents and went to offer aid. As I got to the top of the stairs, I heard "STUPID DADDY!!! PFFFT!" being repeated in a loop (They've learned that this is an insult recently, and also know that they are not supposed to call people stupid, which of course means it's one of their favorite ways to try to press our buttons). I peek in the bedroom and he is very patiently getting PJs on the flailing, unrepentant young lady. And trying so hard to not laugh, because while she was (literally) spitting mad, it was *cute*. I took her off his hands once she was dressed, let her calm down a bit. By the time we made it to "washing the hands" in the bedtime routine she was ready to apologize and give daddy a hug.
All was well that ended well. But she still had to be placed back in bed several times, so we shall see what this evening brings!
I know what it will bring on American Idol at least. In spite of being much better and more interesting than David A. last night (well, every night, actually), Sayesha will go home. It's OK though, David Cook will be the first rocker to win it, and he's been hubby and my overall favorite since the beginnning of this season. Since the season's songs will only be up on iTunes till next week apparently, I went to purchase a couple of them with a gift card I had won at our office Christmas party. I picked up the Chikezie version of "She's a Woman" and the David Cook "Hello." The Chikezie song was full length, but I later noticed the Hello was under 2 minutes...I had picked the "performance single" aka, the song from the show. I was cross with myself and went back last night to get the right one, only to discover that either I am blind, or there is no full length "Hello." I was a bit bummed. Maybe I'll get "Music of the Night" instead. Feh.
btw...LOVING my Nano :-) The hundred odd songs I've fed it so far barely have dented that 8 GB capacity.
A bit more behind the cut.
Rachel has well...had a case of the terribles two's for a good while now. She has also been having a very hard time going to sleep (takes after night owl mommy and daddy perhaps) and we'll have to put her back in bed multiple times after bedtime. She's been awake as late as 11 PM a few nights these past couple of weeks. So it makes for a ill tempered young lady about dinnertime the next day. So last night, she wanted a muffin. I told her I would get one for her and her brother in a minute, was still getting the last of the grown ups' dinner to the table, could she finish the food on her plate in the meantime. She either didn't hear or just plain wanted it OMG NOW and started into full meltdown mode. She'd eaten some of her food...but she would not calm down, would not say sorry even when the muffin came. So Daddy took her upstairs to put her to bed.
I was left downstairs with the Ohio grandparents, who had just arrived to spend a couple weeks with us/the grandkids. Ryan said "I don't want Rachel to go to bed yet." with a big mournful look - looking out for her, so sweet! The yelling continued unabated for a few minutes. I left the big brother with the grandparents and went to offer aid. As I got to the top of the stairs, I heard "STUPID DADDY!!! PFFFT!" being repeated in a loop (They've learned that this is an insult recently, and also know that they are not supposed to call people stupid, which of course means it's one of their favorite ways to try to press our buttons). I peek in the bedroom and he is very patiently getting PJs on the flailing, unrepentant young lady. And trying so hard to not laugh, because while she was (literally) spitting mad, it was *cute*. I took her off his hands once she was dressed, let her calm down a bit. By the time we made it to "washing the hands" in the bedtime routine she was ready to apologize and give daddy a hug.
All was well that ended well. But she still had to be placed back in bed several times, so we shall see what this evening brings!
I know what it will bring on American Idol at least. In spite of being much better and more interesting than David A. last night (well, every night, actually), Sayesha will go home. It's OK though, David Cook will be the first rocker to win it, and he's been hubby and my overall favorite since the beginnning of this season. Since the season's songs will only be up on iTunes till next week apparently, I went to purchase a couple of them with a gift card I had won at our office Christmas party. I picked up the Chikezie version of "She's a Woman" and the David Cook "Hello." The Chikezie song was full length, but I later noticed the Hello was under 2 minutes...I had picked the "performance single" aka, the song from the show. I was cross with myself and went back last night to get the right one, only to discover that either I am blind, or there is no full length "Hello." I was a bit bummed. Maybe I'll get "Music of the Night" instead. Feh.
btw...LOVING my Nano :-) The hundred odd songs I've fed it so far barely have dented that 8 GB capacity.