So after the last post, we were blessed with a snow day. Even better daddy was out of town for work so it made one less morning that I had to hustle the kids to daycare all alone. We had a great day playing downstairs and of course watching one of the toy story movies. C talks about watching buzz woody when we get home every morning on the way to daycare and again on the way home. His day is not complete until we watch it. Sadly neither one of us is any good at saying no to this as it does free us up to get other stuff done. We do try to limit it to one viewing a day.
This week C earned us another short week by throwing up all over himself as I was getting him out of the car at daycare. We knew he wasn't acting himself that morning but he didn't have a fever so the plan was to take him to daycare and see how the day progressed. Most Mondays ours are the only two kids at daycare so we knew it wouldn't be that big of deal if he ended up being terribly sick. So we went inside, got cleaned up and drove back home. Since we were relaxing at home trying to rest it did end up being a double feature day with buzz and woody being shown twice. Other than an early nap and not much of an appetite he was fine so the rest of the week proceeded as planned.
Friday was a no school day so the boys went to daycare while I took a much needed break. I ran errands, went out to brunch, grocery shopped, short nap and scored some new work and weekend clothes for myself. Debated a new pair of jeans, but just wasn't liking the selection. I'm back to my pre-baby weight but things just fit different and I'm not a big fan of my hips right now. They make me feel fat even though the scale says I'm not.
This morning as we were pretending to feed birthday cake to Mickey, monkey, bear, Buzz and Gus Gus, C and I decided to make cupcakes and have a real birthday party for all the guys. So we went in the kitchen and made the cupcakes, then later once they cooled we frosted and decorated them with sprinkles. We set the guys up on the counter, lit some candles and sang happy birthday. The cupcakes were delicious and it was hilarious. Even B got in on it since we pulled his high chair right up. Too bad for him mommy won't give him any cake until his real birthday. B turned 8 months this weekend so later today the plan is to take some measurements and pics to commemorate the big milestone. He's working on a top tooth that could seriously come in any time now so he can feel free to stop chewing on everything, mommy included.
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