Devin texted me today (we're texters) saying he was going to leave early and wondering if I wanted to bring the girls downtown to hang out for awhile.
The sky was gray (the kind of gray that means the floodgates will be opening any second), but I'm the kind of girl who likes to be out of the house as much as possible (especially when Devin and I can be together), so I pretended not to notice and we drove down there anyway. We made it about 5 minutes in the car and Addison said
"Mommy my tummy hurts. That means I have to go poop right mommy?"
Ok quick stop at Walgreens. Bring both girls inside. Walk back to the bathroom. False alarm.
We really had a wonderful time (not in the bathroom at Walgreens; being with Devin). First we drove through the Power and Light District, and I was secretly wishing I didn't have two small children because how fun would it have been to see a movie in that amazing new AMC? Someday....someday... Then we went to Liberty Memorial to wander around. We spotted a playground (as a parent you can spot playgrounds from miles away) and Devin and Addison had a great time playing together. I fed Ainsley in the car. Don't feel too sorry for me: Devin took Addison to the bathroom in a porta potty. Yeah. A porta potty at a park in KCMO. Thankfully there were no visible crack pipes or needles ::::shudder::::::
Next we went to Crown Center and bummed around and went to Fritz's to eat. It was Addison's first time there and she loved it. For those of you with small babies, who still eat out at really healthy places, enjoy it! Soon you will be like me and will forgo healthy, yummy food for hamburgers and french fries delivered by a train. Why? Because it makes your kid really, really happy. And it makes you really, really happy watching your kid so happily drowning her greasy french fry in a pool of ketchup with a cardboard train engineer hat on her head (actually Devin was wearing the hat).
After our fun adventure downtown we headed home so Devin could change and we could go to his final basketball game with the church league. It had really started to pour by then. Water was everywhere. As soon as we got home I realized that our two cats had been outside that whole time. Fewer things are more pitiful than completely soaked cats. They both looked like drowned rats. Anyway, tonight Devin's team won the first game so they had to stay and play a second game immediately after. I was excited that he won, but less excited about sitting in the bleachers for two hours with Addison (and Ainsley). The cool thing about the basketball league is that a lot of the players are people who don't even go to church. They're co-workers, friends, neighbors of people who do. As I was sitting in the bleachers, I found myself irritated by all of the swearing I kept hearing from the people sitting around me in the bleachers. I almost asked them to stop because I have a three year old who repeats everything, but then I thought about how cool it was that they were even there, and that a church basketball league might somehow draw them closer to Jesus, and that Addison would be just fine. Just a thought...
Anyway I should probably go to bed now. More blogging another time.
P.S. I love this video. Sometimes I feel like Rick.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Good Day
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4 comments:
Yah! You deserve a good day! Isn't it funny though, that the fun days don't look at all like they used to when we were in college? How life changes when you have little ones! Luckily, we change with it. :)
I just love reading your blog. I was trying to explain to Dan how your comments are always SO funny but in the most honest and endearing way. My favorite part of this one was your comment about giving in to the french fries and train hat.
Dan just said: "my tummy hurts, does that mean I have to poop?" you can tell Addison her influence is spreading far and wide.
Sounds like a fun day. I wanted a picture of Addison eating a greasy french fry with gobs of ketchup though. :) I hope your weekend is equally fun!
the afternoon with your husband was a gift. i'm glad to see you all had so much fun. p.s. the swearing would have bothered me, too, if i'd been sitting there with a little one.
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