Storm

It's amazing what a good night's sleep will do. The girls all slept great last night, Jorja got up at 7, Ginny 7:30, and CeCe slept from 11:30 till 8. It was great, and they were all in a much better state of mind today.

We had intended on BBQing this evening, but around 4:30, it started to look pretty ominous out there. It's too bad, because Julie had the beef sliced, skewered and marinating in the fridge (all prepared while I was napping with CeCe - did I mention it was a good day?). Anyway, I decided not to BBQ and it's a good thing - I would have been standing out there in torrential rain, wind and hail. It got pretty nasty - thunder, lightning, power outage. Poor Ginny was pretty spooked by the whole thing. I felt bad for her, but she is so cute when she's all cuddly like that. It doesn't happen very often with her. Jorja was a little freaked out too - she went and got Ginny her blanket and baby, but made sure to bring along her own favourite two stuffed animals as well. So we waited till the storm passed, decided we didn't feel like cooking anymore, and went to McDonald's. Later.

Hand appetizer

Today was, shall we say interesting. It all began normal enough. The morning was pretty standard - Jorja and Ginny were playing dress-up, and Ginny was the prince. I wonder how much longer it is before she refuses to be the boy. Maybe by that time, they will be able to boss around CeCe.

On the way home from preschool, Jorja was telling us that she got to hold her teacher's mice. She has kept the mice at the school for a while now, I think since she got a cat, and is looking for a home for them. Anyway, Jorja says that while she was holding the mouse, it pooped in her hand. She didn't seem that grossed out by it, which was kind of surprising. "It's okay," she said, "I just had to use hand appetizer." Well, I guess as long as you used hand appetizer, it should be good.

Later on, I was getting burgers ready to BBQ, and Julie had just finished feeding CeCe. She was holding her standing on her lap, facing outward. Well, CeCe thought this would be a good time to have a fairly large spit-up. All down Julie's shirt, capri pants, legs, feet and the carpet. Yup, it was a gooder. Julie decided that would be a good time to take a shower.

That brings us to the BBQ. I was standing out there, flipping the burgers. Suddenly, I feel something hit the top of my head, and then there was a white splat on the side of the BBQ. Are you kidding me? I couldn't believe it. A bird actually shit on my head. Do I have a bulls eye on my bald spot? I didn't think that actually ever happened to people. I had to make sure, so I came in to get Julie to check. I asked her if there was something on the top of my head. Apparently the piece that struck me was black because she asked if I burnt myself. She then made a move to touch it. "DON'T" I said. "Why? Does it hurt?" I then explained what happened. She laughed and I went to wash my head off.

Then we went for a walk after supper to check out some garage sales in the neighbourhood. We had just walked in the door, and I was bending over to help Ginny with her sandals. Jorja was standing there, kind of bent over herself, and decided she needed to sneeze. All over my neck. Are you sensing a theme yet. Ginny then informs me that she is stinky, and proceeds to start to stick her hand down the back of her diaper. "Get your hand out of there!" I yell. That's all we need.

So it's now bath time. Jorja and Ginny were already in the tub, and I was bringing CeCe over. I was carrying her from the change mat to the tub naked. I got about four feet from the tub, when she started to pee. All over my bare feet. I panicked, and lunged toward the tub, so she finished over the bath water. Why I didn't aim for the toilet, I don't know. A few minutes later, Ginny says that she peed. A few minutes later Jorja asks me if she can pee too. Why not? She then says,"Hey, all three of our pee is mixed together now, what does that make?" Gross, that's what that makes.

So yeah, it's just been one of those kind of days. Hope yours was cleaner. Later

Soccer shoes

After preschool today, we went to Walmart to get some new runners for Jorja. Soccer starts tomorrow, and she doesn't have any. We had decided that it didn't really pay to buy cleats, so we were just going to get her some regular runners. I tried on some brand name ones that were in the $20 range, but they didn't have velcro or laces, just kind of an elasticized tongue. They were next to impossible to get on over her soccer socks. And I'm not about to get her anything with laces - that's just too much work. So I found a pair of no name velcro ones for $8. I'm not opposed to spending more money - if I really believed the shoes would make any difference in her soccer-playing ability, I would buy them. But the $8 ones fit good, and I asked her if they were good enough. She looked at me, looked at the shoes and said, "Yup, they have pink on them." Enough said.

We also had to pick up some new plastic pails for playing in the dirt in the backyard. On the weekend, we were playing soccer, when I inadvertently stepped on the 'carebear' one. It spent all last summer outside, the winter in the shed, and most of the spring outside. The plastic was so brittle, it basically exploded under my foot. Well, I thought the world was going to end. Jorja cried...and cried...and cried. Even upon my insisting that we would get new pails, she said thinking about the carebear one still made her sad. I even said we would get two pails - one for each of them - to replace this one sacred pail. Finally she agreed. So today we walk into Walmart, and they have lots of summer stuff in a section right by the front doors. I walk down the aisle without pointing anything out, and see some princess pails for $4.93 each. I couldn't believe it was going to cost me ten bucks to replace this brittle, old pail. So we walked to the toy section, and I ended up spotting some for a buck. And they had pink, so all was well.

CeCe had been kind of fussy, so Julie stayed home with her. Lately, when I go somewhere with just the two girls, they insist in driving the red car. We went to get propane for the BBQ on Saturday, and Jorja said, "Yeah, this car is better. It has more power."

Ginny spent the whole car ride today singing 'Cecilia, you're shakin' my heart'. She gets the lyrics a bit mixed up, but she was right into it. She would close her eyes, tilt her head back, and just belt it out.

I went to work this afternoon by myself for coffee. It was great to see everyone and have an outing on my own. I love my kids, but it was a nice break.

I think that was about it for today. Later.