YAY for friends
We got to have dinner with a slightly jet-lagged leedy last night! It has been so long since such a thing has happened, and it was so nice. As a bonus A was reasonably good (you know, for 2) at the restaurant, and we also managed to get an alarmingly-enthusiastic-about-children waitress, who talked a good deal about the development of her much younger brother & sister and brought the little man a plate of raspberries when I realized I'd somehow managed to not pack his dried cranberries into the bag and he got upset. Slight hiccup on the way home, as leedy got off the train and A proceeded to crumple in sorrow, sobbing "I miss Leeeeeeeedy" over and over. For a very long time. But a double bonus looms: tomorrow night Ms. L and I will be going out for a nice Ladies No Babies dinner and I am very much looking forward to it, even with all the jealousy I will certainly have over not having a glass of wine myself.
In other recent awesomeness, we had visitors from Ireland a couple weeks ago, some of our favorite people. They came bearing higher quality Twix, a truly ridiculous amount of Lyons Gold Blend, and even a few cans of Coke made with proper sugar, as if their charming company wouldn't have been sufficient. They further endeared themselves to us by being incredibly helpful when the small one took ill in a vomity sort of way. 36 hours later I was struck down but luckily they were moving to a hotel for the last two nights of their stay and I think may have avoided getting sick themselves in this way. T got ill another 24 hours after that. It was a grim three days or so in our house, and we sadly didn't see much of our friends their last couple days in town, but we did manage to get well enough to have brunch with them before they went to the airport, so not all was lost.
So it's been an Irish sort of month for us, and A has learned to say wistfully, "Ireland too far away. Too bad. I sad." Also too far away: the moon. I think he thinks they may be in the same place, since you have to take a plane and "fly up in clouds" to get to Ireland, and he can SEE that you'd have to do the same to get to the moon. He is really rapidly adding words and sentences to his repertoire, and frequently comes out with some rather unexpected things. At one point when I was ill, I went and sat on the floor in the bathroom. He followed me in and as I leaned over the toilet, patted me on the shoulder and said "Gonna be okay, Mommy." He then handed me a piece of toilet paper and asked if I wanted water. So he might grow up all right.
In other recent awesomeness, we had visitors from Ireland a couple weeks ago, some of our favorite people. They came bearing higher quality Twix, a truly ridiculous amount of Lyons Gold Blend, and even a few cans of Coke made with proper sugar, as if their charming company wouldn't have been sufficient. They further endeared themselves to us by being incredibly helpful when the small one took ill in a vomity sort of way. 36 hours later I was struck down but luckily they were moving to a hotel for the last two nights of their stay and I think may have avoided getting sick themselves in this way. T got ill another 24 hours after that. It was a grim three days or so in our house, and we sadly didn't see much of our friends their last couple days in town, but we did manage to get well enough to have brunch with them before they went to the airport, so not all was lost.
So it's been an Irish sort of month for us, and A has learned to say wistfully, "Ireland too far away. Too bad. I sad." Also too far away: the moon. I think he thinks they may be in the same place, since you have to take a plane and "fly up in clouds" to get to Ireland, and he can SEE that you'd have to do the same to get to the moon. He is really rapidly adding words and sentences to his repertoire, and frequently comes out with some rather unexpected things. At one point when I was ill, I went and sat on the floor in the bathroom. He followed me in and as I leaned over the toilet, patted me on the shoulder and said "Gonna be okay, Mommy." He then handed me a piece of toilet paper and asked if I wanted water. So he might grow up all right.