I actually got sleep last night. In fact, Luna has slept through the night 4 of the last 8 nights (5 if you count the day she woke up at 5:30, but Dr. Jay isn’t counting that because he tried to get her back to sleep for an hour)
This weekend was soggy. Rain, rain and more rain. It made Sunday very difficult, especially when Dr. Jay was gone 80% of the girls’ waking hours between softball and grocery shopping. Then yesterday was soggy, but we drove an hour towards the Cape (Cod that is) to pick up a table from Criag’s list.
Here’s a photo of the table. It wouldn’t fit IN the Rav4, forcing me to strap it to the roof rack (YES, I brought the tie downs). The girls were thrilled. The woman selling it was, well, a pain. I found her selling this on ebay for $65! That was WAY too much for a used table. So I emailed offering $40. She ignored me. Then she went on Criag’s list and offered other stuff. I tried to buy another table from her, but she was upset I didn’t reply right away (I told her I was out of town), but then she said she had this table. I wrote back saying YES and again she claimed that she sold it to someone else. Grrr. So I waited a week and she wrote back that she still had it.
She claimed she cleaned it. HA. There were so many spider nests I was getting the willies trying to clean it. But the girls helped and we got it all cleaned up. It is sitting in our living room and around 4pm, Soleil strapped on her bike helmet, tied a tape measure around her waist and went "rock climbing" on the table.
I love buying things "gently used" for the kids. It is so damn expensive anyway to buy new and why waste the plastic (yes, it is number 2 recyclable, but that’s not the point). I have my eye on a playhouse at ebay right now.
After a long day of mommy and the girls, Daddy comes home. At this point, mommy is chopped liver and hides. I come down to watch Lady and the Tramp* with them, but Soleil comes and sits on my lap. Followed by Luna.
Here I am, the person they have spent all day with, getting tons of loving while watching tv. Luna kept reaching up and stroking my cheek.
* There is ONE scene in this movie that drives me insane. It is when the Siamese cats sing. It is so overtly racist that I get sick to my stomach watching it. The cats have buck teeth and speak in a poor construction of English so to indicate that they are "different". UGH. I hate that stuff. Thanks Uncle Walt, you stupid bigot!