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June 6, 2006
6.6.06
I don't know why the devil would take such an interest in ruining *my* children and *my* day.
First, there's the sleep thing. It took me an hour to get Katie to sleep, and the nap lasted less than 45 minutes. Not nearly long enough. There's no way a second nap is going to happen. I'm just praying I get to sleep tonight. Jamie didn't nap, either. Judging by the whiny ass bitch she's become this afternoon, she should have. More on the whiny ass bitch part to follow.
We decided to make a second try at the splash pad, this time with dinner out after. We went and asked the neighbor if she wanted to join us again, she couldn't make it because the mom had some mosquito collector coming over for samples. No biggie. We come back home to change and pack a little bag. Jamie couldn't fucking take her fucking shirt off by her fucking self or fucking ask for help without fucking crying about it. So, yeah, we ended up staying home. Ruined my fucking day, not to mention what should have been a fun trip out for all of us. I got the kitchen vacuumed and the dishes washed and dinner started instead. More on the dinner part to follow.
Jamie spent the next 30 minutes or so on the couch moping. (MOPE MOPE MOPE!) I got dinner set up and then we went outside for a while until I had to come in to actually cook dinner. Cornbread, fried zucchini and baked ravioli. Except the ravioli was still ice cold in the center by the time everything else was ready. I nuked some hot dogs. Katie scarfed the zucchini, liked the cornbread, and ate almost half a hot dog once I got the first bite into her mouth. Jamie sucked down her hot dog, liked the cornbread, and told me she didn't want the zucchini and could she have something "good." This is the kid that will a) eat anything and b) has always eaten zucchini. She's even making the appropriate gagging faces and sounds. Lovely.
Christ. She finally finished it, 15 minutes after I gave her 5 more minutes. You know how people chew and chew and chew on a piece of gristle, and it never gets smaller so you can swallow it? That's what she's trying to do with the damn squash.
As soon as she's done with the cornbread I told her she could have, we're going back outside. It will be harder for me to catch her to beat her out there.
The evening was mostly better. I distracted myself by calling my dad and letting the kids play in the swamp that the sandbox has become. Then we dumped the mosquito breeding ground the pool turned into, hosed off a bit and headed inside.
The kids ran wild and obnoxious while I finished talking. Then we called Rex back to say goodnight. Just as Rex and I were getting off the phone, Katie lost her balance and put her first set of teeth prints in the windowsill. Luckily she got away with just a little cut on her lip.
This is definately a wine night.
Posted by me at June 6, 2006 10:30 PM