And These Are The Days Of Our Lives
So park day went long today. It was show and tell day so we took each child's outfit that they came home from the hospital in and a picture of them in it. I even took a dress that I wore when I was four and a picture of me in it. It went over really well with the rest of the group.
There was a little drama over the other kids ganging up on Logan and the destruction of a wizards hat that Terry had brought home from New Orleans which Logan brought with him to the park. There ended up being a five or six way tug-o-war with it and it is now pretty much toast. That made me (and Logan) pretty mad. Then he went off to brood alone and one of the girls just out of nowhere whacked him and he got really upset and came over to the group of mothers to basically declare how pissed off he was and that he was never coming back to Park Day, then her mother talked to her and she apologized to him and he was okay. He even gave her and her little sister each a Yugi Oh card. I don't know. It was a really odd experience. No one has any respect for anyone else or their things anymore. Kids these days...
I had planned to go to the grocery afterward but decided to just not. We overstayed at the park by an hour and a half so I just brought the whole crew home and threw them into the tub. Filthy. I don't know how they manage to bring so much dirt home.
When I picked up the Axiom yesterday I didn't see Ferris on the lot, but I may have been glancing in the wrong row. I was telling myself not to look for it. Just let it go. So I didn't look real hard. I do know that I much prefer the Axiom over the Rodeo, by far. Thank goodness we are not entirely responsible people.
The grandparents came down for dinner and shopping yesterday evening and the kids all got new outfits to wear to see Swan Lake with them in a few weeks. I am so relieved over them buying the clothes because honestly, with our budget as tight as it is right now, I had no clue how I was going to swing all that. I still have to get them all new shoes and tights for the girls and Logan will need a nice shirt and socks and probably a belt. There is so much money that goes into getting them all dressed up. Particularly when they grow out of these things so fast. Logan had to have his suit pants altered and watching him stand up on the platform while the seamstress pinned the hems was like hitting a milestone of sorts. My baby boy is getting so big. Soon he will have armpit hair and smelly feet. Icky.
Terry wants to get out of here this weekend. I am trying to determine how I feel about that idea. The whole statewide drive on Sunday was a little tiring but I am not looking forward to trashing up the house this weekend either. Hmm.
Posted by gwendolyn on November 14, 2003 at 03:27 PM