Had a Nice Day

I thought our the shortest member of our family was going to arrive, but I guess I am too hospitable of a host.

We went for a walk this morning to try to kick start the contractions again. Nothing, so we went to the zoo. They were having a child safety thing and if you ran through all the booths, you got a free helmet. The demonstrations were all above Peanut's head, but she did enjoy getting a helmet. We met up with a friend there who has a little girl Peanut's age. They kept bonking heads with their matching helmets on.

In the afternoon, mom and dad took peanut to target so Mr. T. and i were able to recover from our anxiety of the night before. It is more difficult the second go around to know when to call relatives because you can't just call them when you show up at the hospital. I feel bad for mom making the drive last night..er... this morning, but I am also worried about my labor going quickly and not being able to wait 2.5 hours for them to get here. Luckily, if we need to, we have friends that can help out.

We saw a baby bird this afternoon. We have been talking a little about bird nests because there is one in our carport. Peanut was transfixed.

She did a really good job staying away from the bird, but really wanted to see what was going on with it. My friend who is a ornithologist said with much disdain one time that she hates getting calls from people about baby birds who fell out of their nest and now have a broken wing. I don't really know anything about birds, but I am guessing this doesn't really happen. So... we left it alone. But it was hard. I kept telling peanut that the mommy wants to come back to see her baby, so we can't touch it or the mommy bird won't recognize him.

It is Mr. T.'s and my's anniversary tomorrow, so mom and dad sent us out on a date. It was pretty fun. We went out to eat and then walked to starbucks and read the paper AND IT WAS QUITE.

You might notice the mud all over Mr. T.'s car. We won't go into it, but we will say that he had a very bad day Friday. Peanut and I made him a special treat of apple raisin muffins. That little girl is getting very handy in the kitchen. A little too handy. When I was making mac and cheese today there was a melt down because she wanted to help me cook.

I am trying a new tactic with her and her meltdowns. When it starts to rear it's ugly head, I am trying to distract her by having her help me do stuff, like set the table or take the dishes out of the dishwasher. It worked OK today, and we avoided a couple of problems. But we will see. It isn't something you can always use, and if she gets worked up then I can forget about having her help me with anything. I just have to wait for her head to explode so I can cuddle her little sobbing body.