Stellar weekend!

More fun times w/baby.

• Friday night we ran around S's job while waiting for him to get off work. I had a surreal moment when they needed someone to translate some instructions in Spanish to the janitor. One of S's coworkers said, "Steve's wife speaks Spanish!" and I thought, "Who's that?" then in the next split second realized, "Oh, that's me!" I think this was the first time I've heard anyone call me "Steve's wife"! Then me, S and baby ate at La Mad.
• Saturday we went to storytime, natch. Then it was on to the science museum to play in the snow. The place was lousy with kids, but the lines moved fairly quickly. My mom says they're always pretty organized there. The only bad thing was that when we got there about noon, the snow was already pretty packed and hard, and dirty around the edges. The snow event was from 10-4, so I feel sorry for the kids who got there later, say around 2 or 3! Still, we had fun and the baby made little snowballs and pretended to be a penguin, although I wore the wrong damn shoes (cowboy boots) and kept slippin' and slidin'! After that we went over to the other side of the museum to see Santa and have the baby's picture taken with him (free!). He also had the reindeers Rudolph and Comet there so we got to pet them. Then baby and I ate McDonald's inside, sitting on the floor of the museum, which lots of folks were doing and it was pretty fun for people-watching.
• Next, we hustled down to my Job #2 locale, just in time to see Superman Returns. They show movies on every 2nd Saturday, with free popcorn and drinks. We sat on the floor and cuddled and used my big leopard coat as a blanket. I thought the new Superman did a pretty good job, following Chris Reeve and all. I loved the little kid. I don't like Kate Bosworth though, too-skinny actresses annoy the hell out of me. Baby liked the movie and watched the whole thing even though it was like 2 1/2 hours long! I thought she might fall asleep but she didn't. Afterwards I showed her the library and she had to check out a few items from the children's area of course.
  
• Finally, we went to see my mom and grandfather. We gifted them with photo stickers of us, which we'd taken at the museum. I cannot resist those photo sticker machines, and always have to have my picture made on them, even if I'm by myself! Then baby fell asleep in the car on the way home--as she always does--and weirdly, fell asleep until Sunday a.m.! She does that sometimes, but it's rare and even rarer now that she's 4 1/2. So poor S did not get to spend any time with her when he got home from work, but at least I got to start my new book, Johnnie Cochran's autobio, A Lawyer's Life, procured from the storytime library.
  
• Sunday I finally got her to sit in my lap and read The Cat in The Hat. We had checked it out from the storytime library 2 weeks ago but never got around to reading it. I think she was entranced by it--I could tell b/c she didn't try to turn the pages too soon like she always does when I read to her! In the afternoon we went to L.'s house so we could eat L.'s homemade chili ala Frito Pie, and she could play with Rhett. She and I brought cupcakes. I will never understand why kids only want to eat the frosting and never the cake. The cake, mixed with even bites of frosting, is the best part!!! I swear, I'm going to gain weight if I keep eating her perfectly good leftovers.
  
• Last night we had a little crisis. We were having a good time hanging out, coloring, watching this fascinating documentary on National Geographic on animal babies in utero, and baby started screaming and crying that her leg hurt. I determined she didn't have a cramp or anything, and gave her some Nyquil, which has acetimenophen and everything in it, and applied hot compresses to her knee. S says she has growing pains, and that he had the same thing in his legs when he was a kid. She had this last year when she was 3, I remember. So I let S take over. I take after my mom, the ER nurse who was all business and miminal sympathy when it came to medical issues, whereas S cuddled her and cooed at her, which I just don't have in me to do. I just feel all that drama might make the malady interpreted as being worse than it really is sometimes. Plus I don't want to raise a sissy. Poll: Am I too harsh? yes/no why/why not?
  

So today is Daddy and baby day, yay! Last night she was a little fussy again when S told her he and she were going to hang out together while I went to work. She said she wanted to come to work with me. I said, "Ok, but we have to do a lot of hard work, nothing but work and no play! You still want to come to work with me?" She shook her little head no. I thought so! This a.m. when I left for work I thought she might fuss but she gave me a kiss goodbye and promised to be a good girl and say "please" and "thank you." Yes, we are still constantly working on that, at every available opportunity. I can think of few compliments I'd rather receive than, "Your child is so polite!" or "You have such a well-behaved child!" For some reason it's very important to me.

So according to S they went to Petco this a.m. to see the pets, then were going to see Flushed Away. I'm glad they're having their time together--and lord knows they need it--but I do miss them and wish I were with them. I had called S something like 6 times by lunchtime to check in on them!