|Photo by the very talented Diane H Photography|
Then, I realized that the baby didn't have an outfit that matched and Mommy Guilt set in so I decided to just whip up a John Deere bubble romper for her to wear to storyhour that morning. So, 40 minutes before we had to leave, I was cutting fabric and sewing like a crazy person (which is how I usually sew, but it was even worse this time). I got it done. I didn't have a pattern so I winged it which is a terrible idea when you're trying to work as fast as you can as it turned out a whole size too small for her. But I squeezed her into it and all 3 of the kids looked adorable and matched for storyhour.
I took the two oldest kids on a shopping trip to The Big City last week. I left the baby at home with my older sister because it was stinkin' hot and there was a heat advisory in effect. I tried to leave Little Man there too as he's very sensitive to the heat, but the wailing and gnashing of teeth and "But Mommy, I want to be with you! You're my favorite!" changed my mind. One store into the shopping trip (we had at least 4 more to hit up before we were done) and he was whining that he was done and wanted to go home. *eye roll*
But even if it was incredibly hot and the kids were whiny, they did say and do some cute-ish/embarrassing things while we were out shopping.
Like on the way to The Big Ciy when Princess was telling me all about something we did when she was 3 that she still remembers. I asked her how she remembered so much and she said, completely serious, "I have books in my head and that's how I remember."
Or when we were walking through JCPenney's and Little Man pointed at a mannequin wearing a bra and loudly exclaimed, "Mommy, you have one of those!"
Or when Princess wanted to come in the changing room with me when I tried on a shirt. When I took off my shirt to put the new one on, she held the bag she was carrying in front of her face and said, "Yuck! I don't like your tummy."
Okay, that last one kind of hurt a little...
Star and Little Man have been battling a bad cough for the last week or so. Star has barely eaten at all since a week ago Sunday because of it. I decided to take the kids into the doctor today (because doctors love all those walk-in, last minute appointments on a Monday, right?). Star has pneumonia and Little Man is close behind her.
And just to prove that I don't live under a rock and in case you do, the royal baby and heir to the British throne was born today and is a boy. I plan to drink tea and munch on biscuits while changing my baby's nappy tonight in celebration.