Not feeling a theme to post today. I peeked around the NaBloPoMo site to see whether they have a suggested topic, but I couldn't find it. So I'll just say what I did today. /yawn/. I'll take any topic suggestions/questions you have!
Woke up in the outskirts of Pennsburg, PA, at the home of HPR's mom and step-dad. Roo woke me up at 4something. I got her back to a fitful sleep, but had to lie beside her on the floor next to her portable trundle bed (thanks, Aunt Cathy!). A bit later she was still restless, so I took her to another room and we slept a bit more. She woke for the day, ready to play, at about 6:30.
I had been in deep REM sleep by then and thought about waking HPR to take the early shift with Roo, but Shmoo was asleep in the same room and I didn't want to risk waking him. So I went downstairs with Roo and set her up for playing. HPR's mom and step-dad had work and his sister had school, so they were bustling about getting ready to go. Shmoo woke up after a while and came down to play. I pointed out to him that the donut fairy had come (I made a trip after we arrived Tues. night).
HPR was up by 7 something and we traded off childcare activities, eating, bathing, and some computer time. We decided to take the kids to the Crayola Factory and Canal Museum in Easton. We packed up the car and left by about 10:40. We arrived in Easton at 11:19 (a missed call told me the time). Roo had fallen asleep about 10 minutes before we arrived, which was not ideal, but we persevered. The factory/museum is fantastic and we stayed for a couple of hours and probably could have stayed longer if we weren't bumping up against naptime.
Shaky from low blood sugar, we got into the car to head back west to the Allentown area. Roo kept asking for a snack and we kept having to explain to her that we only had apples, which we offered to her, but which she didn't want. Then I found two fruit leathers in my purse (angelic chorus). Roo and Shmoo were doing a silly imitating game with each other that made us smile. I mean, it was pretty obnoxious, but they were making each other happy and didn't rely on us to entertain them, so it was music to our ears.
We ran into a bit of traffic, so didn't get to the grocery store until about 2:30. We grabbed a bite to eat from the Asian buffet and then HPR and Shmoo went to gather our small list (pie, berries, and cider). Stopped for some wine (I had to go back into the store because the clerk had directed me to Beaujolais rather than Beaujolais Nouveau), then arrived at HPR's dad and step-mom's empty house at 3:30. I crashed on the couch a bit until everyone got home. (His dad was at work and his step-mom was picking up his step-brother at the bus station.)
And we've had a great evening with them and the puppies (one black and one chocolate lab). The amount of wine consumed may have something to do with my lack of ideas for a post. The exhausted and nearly napless kids went to bed with only a glimmer of protest. A lively discussion of politics ensued.
It's 10:30 now and I'm going to drink some more water and head to bed. Most noteworthy parts of the day were Roo's obvious playing-up-of-the-cute for her grandfathers and Shmoo's focus on dog training. Our theory is that Shmoo loves to have someone to boss around who actually listens to him.