i have this problem. i can’t leave anywhere. i’m sure i’ve spoken about this before. the husband and the kids do a lot of waiting around for me to finish talking. there’s just always something more to say. i can’t just be all “see ya” – it’s not my style. yesterday afternoon, i went to deliver about 8 baby gifts. for babies who are embarrassingly too old to be receiving baby gifts. we’re talking, like, 6 months old. i have good intentions, i do. and i get excited when i friend has a baby.
(i see this story has turned into TWO problems, actually…)
i think about what i want to get. i get it. sometimes i even wrap it. and then it sits in the car. or it sits on my dining room table. so yesterday, we finally did it. deliveries. which, so silly of the husband, he thought would be quick. he told me to stay in the car. but, of course, i didn’t. i had to come out and see the babies. or the mommies. and stay and chat. and chat. and chat. so, while i was at one of the houses, the husband was sitting in the car with the kids…WAITING…
Josh: I’m sooo bored just looking at Mommy.
Emily: I’m so angry looking at Mommy
Isabella: I’m so hungry looking at Mommy.
yesterday we celebrated Isabella’s birthday at Canada’s Wonderland. we made it small, 7 kids, and it was just perfect. they provided the pizza, the unlimited drinks (awesome…considering they usually charge $4.95 per diet coke), the cupcakes, the party hats and the Spongebob.
we provided the birthday girl, all decked out in her sunday best. (she now refuses to leave the house without a princess dress on)
more on flickr, of course.
and then we came home the girls watched Hannah Montana and the Jonas Brothers in 3-D
and i took a nap and dreamed about…
i swear. i did. i even asked the husband, in.my.sleep., if he thought beer slurpees would be good. in.my.sleep.
what do you think?
yay or nay?