Thanks for the good words yesterday. I went out to lunch with a friend and did some venting (she may have asked if I was in therapy - the answer was yes - but it isn't like I can go every day, lol). And got home and the babies were wonderful and Aaron was a sweetheart, and the wine was flowing - so all is good. Oh - and that new sippy cup that freaked Cam out? I tested it out myself and I totally understand why he was so pissed. It's this crazy complicated one in which you need to bite on the straw to make it open in order to get the drink to come out. It claims to be spill proof (major selling point for me - he flips milk around the back of my car going UH OH with his other cup. 'Uh oh' my ass. More like 'Weeee Mama! I sprayed milk everywhere!!) - but it's also baby proof. WTF!
I was all excited because Maggie has started to blow raspberries - she does it and giggles. It's too cute. Of course, I was so sure she was super advanced in this skill so I googled when babies should be blowing raspberries. 4 - 6 months. She's over 6 months. Oh well. It's super cute nonetheless, and when the whole family is doing it, I can't stop laughing.
I'm getting all excited for this weekend. It's going to be sunny and in the 80's. My plans include a morning at the town beach, a BBQ down the street, then ANOTHER BBQ for dinner on Saturday. Of course Sunday is Father's choice - so we'll have to see what we decide to do. We may go see Aaron's father in the nursing home, but it's still up in the air.
I feel super smart, because I spent some time this morning cooking - making muffins, potato salad and throwing dinner in the cock pot... and this way, I've avoided being in the kitchen for any major amount of time this weekend! Hurrah for me.