Yesterday Jon and I had reservations at the L.A. Cafe for supper. Our friend Roberta came and stayed with the kiddos while we were gone. It was nice to get out without any kids.
Today my father came up and we all went to lunch with him. Initially I had thought we might go to Red Robin but he decided that he didn’t care for it after his one time there a month or so ago. It seems that he didn’t care for the burger he ordered even though the rest of us at the table loved ours. So, instead, we opted for Chili’s. It wasn’t too bad. It seems that we ordered the wrong thing for Elias, of course. The little bugger is becoming exceptionally picky about what he eats – he’s rapidly becoming as bad as his sister! I suppose though, quesadillas aren’t all that spectacular.
But we did find one thing Elias liked, or rather, Papa George (my father) did. After lunch, we came back to our house where he pulled out the Valentine candy. He got heart boxes for Ceili Fey and I and a bag of Reese hearts for the little guys.
My father is not known for his moderation. I’m truly not sure just how many of the heart candies Elias had. I think it was at least three. He kept going back and forth between Papa George, whom he would beg for more candy, to the trains with which he was playing. He was so excited, just bounding back and forth, yet the whole time he just kept sucking his thumb and saying “nigh-nigh,” which he only does when tired.
When I decided he had had quite enough, I picked him up and told him it was naptime. He began screaming and hit me. I decided at that point that I had had quite enough and ran him upstairs to his room, sat him in the big rocker, and shut the door.
Is it any wonder he crashed pretty hard at bedtime??
Jon, Elias, Noah, and I met Jon’s friend Greg and Greg’s fiancee, Julia, for lunch today where Elias decided that he should not have to feed himself but rather be fed by Jon, who probably would have much preferred to be feeding himself.
We grabbed supper at O’Charley’s where Noah and Elias split a mini corn dog meal. Ceili Fey got the corn dog meal also, which she polished off. After that she had a few bites of mine and then as we were getting ready to leave announced that she was still hungry. She swore that she ate lunch but she was just ravenous! Once we got home I gave her some peanut butter crackers before bed.
Finally, they are all in bed. Although, we should be getting Noah up shortly to give him his supergruel and then back to bed.
Jon told me to just go ahead and stay home because of the impending snow today. It’s really coming down, too!
He picked the boys and I up and we went to Red Robin for lunch where little Noah proceeded to gut himself with grilled chicken, fries, onion rings and some apple. It still amazes me to watch Noah eat. Now that he has begun to eat regular food, it’s almost as though he can’t get enough. He wants to try everything now.
For whatever reason, our schools did not close early even though others in the county did. Even our county administrative offices were told to close early today. In any event, Ceili Fey is home now. She played outside for awhile until she got too cold and came inside.
I forgot to bring the play yard to the office today. I attempted to make a little place on the floor for Noah in the hopes that he might take a nap. I put a baby gate across the doorway and set about my day. All it did was really tick him off to the point where he crawled his little butt clear over to the doorway, climbed up the gate, and stood there, yelling and crying. It was the first time he has done anything like that!
Fortunately, Jon stopped off at Target and purchased a Pack and Play that we set up instead.
So first I caught Elias taking a wipe from the package and wiping Noah’s face ever-so-gently. Shortly after that, I looked up from the desk just in time to see Elias standing, scratching his bare bum. Then the chase began to get him into a diaper!