I thought this would be our first appearance of spring here in Minnesota. It lasted about three hours, I think.
I don't know for sure because I didn't really leave the house on Saturday. The roommate and hubs ran a 7k downtown. We'd had a less than stellar tantrum week with Wee 'Burb so I opted to stay home with her. I also opted to stay inside because she had an epic meltdown at Target and I was too gun shy to take her out of doors in her current state.
In exchange for a day full of baby 'burbdom, Scott took her over while I went to my first BLOGGER MEETUP! It's so lame how excited I was to meet Small Town Mommy, her friend from Redhead Ranting, and my blogger bestie Tenaciously Yours. We met up for an awesome buffet at Santorini. I adore their feta and chicken salad, it might be the highlight of my weekend other than hanging out and talking cooking with these awesome ladies. Please go read their blogs if you don't already!
I love to hang out in my jammies in the rain, so as soon as I got home, I jumped into sweats and settled in with coupons. Until all hell broke loose.
Last night, Scott had to work late and at 1:30 a.m. I heard banging in the bathroom. The door had been sticky all week, and it finally held tight. I had to put all my (half asleep) weight into the door to bust him out. So he set out to Home Depot to purchase new doorknobs.
All was cool until he started to do the work. Wee 'Burb wanted to help. I had to stop her from helping. Often.
Cue about 2 hours of tantrums. She'd be fine for a second and then literally FLING herself around the house, sobbing hysterically.
One said fling took her face-first into a drawer on the coffee table.
She immediately grew a goose egg that made her face look like those kids from The Hills Have Eyes. I panicked for the normal Mom I-hate-when-my-kid-is-hurt reason. And then a rather vain reason.
She's supposed to be a flower girl in my little brother's wedding next weekend. As it is, she's not walking. Now she'll be the girl who sits in her flower girl dress with a) a ginormous bruise on her little face or b) a ton of makeup a la Toddlers and Tiaras because I freak out and cover her with concealer.
But for whatever reason, this knocked her into a better attitude. And we even got this far with the whole "on your feet NOW, girl!"
That's her standing with no help! Oh, and tearing apart my house in her insane rages.
So how were your weekends? Have you done Blogger Meetups if you have a blog? I was very nervous meeting all these people I read all the time, but actually hanging out with them was even more fun than I had imagined.
I don't know for sure because I didn't really leave the house on Saturday. The roommate and hubs ran a 7k downtown. We'd had a less than stellar tantrum week with Wee 'Burb so I opted to stay home with her. I also opted to stay inside because she had an epic meltdown at Target and I was too gun shy to take her out of doors in her current state.
In exchange for a day full of baby 'burbdom, Scott took her over while I went to my first BLOGGER MEETUP! It's so lame how excited I was to meet Small Town Mommy, her friend from Redhead Ranting, and my blogger bestie Tenaciously Yours. We met up for an awesome buffet at Santorini. I adore their feta and chicken salad, it might be the highlight of my weekend other than hanging out and talking cooking with these awesome ladies. Please go read their blogs if you don't already!
I love to hang out in my jammies in the rain, so as soon as I got home, I jumped into sweats and settled in with coupons. Until all hell broke loose.
Last night, Scott had to work late and at 1:30 a.m. I heard banging in the bathroom. The door had been sticky all week, and it finally held tight. I had to put all my (half asleep) weight into the door to bust him out. So he set out to Home Depot to purchase new doorknobs.
All was cool until he started to do the work. Wee 'Burb wanted to help. I had to stop her from helping. Often.
Cue about 2 hours of tantrums. She'd be fine for a second and then literally FLING herself around the house, sobbing hysterically.
One said fling took her face-first into a drawer on the coffee table.
She immediately grew a goose egg that made her face look like those kids from The Hills Have Eyes. I panicked for the normal Mom I-hate-when-my-kid-is-hurt reason. And then a rather vain reason.
She's supposed to be a flower girl in my little brother's wedding next weekend. As it is, she's not walking. Now she'll be the girl who sits in her flower girl dress with a) a ginormous bruise on her little face or b) a ton of makeup a la Toddlers and Tiaras because I freak out and cover her with concealer.
But for whatever reason, this knocked her into a better attitude. And we even got this far with the whole "on your feet NOW, girl!"
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| You can't see the bruise, right? RIGHT? Lie to me, people! |
That's her standing with no help! Oh, and tearing apart my house in her insane rages.
So how were your weekends? Have you done Blogger Meetups if you have a blog? I was very nervous meeting all these people I read all the time, but actually hanging out with them was even more fun than I had imagined.
6 comments:
OHMIGOD THE UNIVERSE LISTENED! Like, part of me was just dying inside for you reading about Wee 'Burb's latest rampage, but the other part of me was just laughing because it's all so awful and sort of out of a terrible tv show. And naturally, after something like that, she would totally have to stand. Because that's how little pups roll.
I die. And brunch this morning was SO wonderful :) Loved.it.
I find meeting bloggers has been pretty positive...but always nerve wracking
Bloggy meet ups are awesome, well the one that I had. it was very fun. I'm hoping to have more soon.
Sometimes they just need an "attitude adjustment"...maybe that's what she got? And I seriously can't see the bruise.
It poured like crazy here all weekend! Yesterday I managed to bust out with my 4yo to see Rango, while my 2 yo stayed home (napping) while daddy (sick) rested. Today we had a crazy but fun b.d. party to go to on a train...so we all got out. 2yo missed nap because of it and cried (screamed) the whole time. 4yo had the time of his life. We all came home and napped and got Japanese take out. Wiped. Hoping for a better week than last! Never done a blogger meet up, sounds like SO much fun!
Meet ups are the best! Glad you enjoyed your first one. VERY glad to hear you were able to bust the man out of the bathroom. And hope the peanut is more cooperative this week ;)
So she's standing... that means walking is not far behind. In fact I bet she is already doing it.
OMG meeting you ladies was the highlight of my week, no, more than that, the month... I'd go so far to say that it was the highlight of my blogging career which is about four years now. I finally met other bloggers and I can't tell you how many people I have bored to tears about our amazing brunch at Santorini. Dang their food was good, I don't need to eat for the rest of the week.
We took Small Town Mommy out to get her first tattoo after we ate and they wouldn't let us take pictures but she promised to send them as soon as her plane lands which should be any minute now.
So glad to meet you!
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