Lulu's Daytime Office?

Oh. This Thursday we have an appointment to visit a little preschool five minutes from here and see if Lulu wants to go there a few mornings each week. Oh.

The woman on the phone, who is a teacher filling in for the director while she's on vacation, said that the cost is less than half what Pete's old daycare had quoted us for the same amount of care - time-wise, anyway. The other moms I've spoken to who've sent their kids there speak very highly of the place. One lady said they do a good job with the "social" stuff, even if they don't do a whole lot "academically." I'm going to need to ask about that at our appointment, but the reason to allow Lulu to have a daytime office is for the "social" stuff anyway so unless they're opposed to the alphabet and never count with or read to the children... Well, we'll see. We might have to keep looking. Or we might have a morning coming up to dread/look forward to.

It'll be good, though, for everyone. Lulu will meet new people and have new experiences she's not getting spending every minute with me. I'll have at least two, probably three, kid-free mornings to get stuff done (or read all morning) without being interrupted by lovey-pants sweeties who are to cool to resist, even if the laundry that needs to be folded is from two weeks ago. And I'll be able to do more stuff at Pete's daytime office - like reading buddy or library help, stuff that would be tricky with a toddler in tow. And I won't need to get a sitter to observe Pete's class.

And it's only five minutes from here. So if I missed Lulu too much one day, I could just go get her...

Oh.

This Movie I Watched

The other day on TV there was a movie that I thought looked like it might be interesting so I watched it. It was about this mom whose son was killed in a plane crash and nobody remembered him except for her. Everyone around her was convinced that she was delusional. Husbandguy said that he had heard that the ending ("the twist") was actually pretty stupid. I believed him because I decided pretty early that it could be a good movie if it turned out that she was delusional and that it would be dumb for it to be aliens. Guess what. It was aliens. Guess what. It was dumb. Guess what. I watched the whole thing! Hmmm. Even after she managed to convince some other guy that his daughter had been killed in the same plane crash and I knew it wasn't going to be the way it should, I still watched. If you do watch it (and you'll know it's the same movie when you see it), be prepared and really think whether that's the way you want to spend your time.

LL Says:

I think Lulu is actually saying "cookie" when she says "taco."

Note added 8/5/07 - Nope. She's saying "taco" because she knows I'll complain.

I've Got Ants in My...

...kitchen. I've got ants in my kitchen. Teeny tiny ones. They're coming in on the wires. Mostly they come out of the outlets, but this morning they were coming out of the stove! I turned all of the burners on high for a few minutes (Run, little ants! Run! Bwha! Ha! Ha!). That seems to have stopped the parade for the moment, but I bet they'll be back. Ants suck! It could be worse, though, I guess.

Question

Does it bother anyone else that one of the M&M's on the double-decker bus in the ad is eating a bag of M&M's?

Lulu

She's a Monkey. Whoa whoa whoa, she's a Monkey.
Talkin' about that little Monkey, and the Monkey is mine.

(sorry Tom Jones)

She'll climb anything!

Listening

This morning, Pete and Lulu were listening to Pete's radio. Pete came out and said, "Mommy! Guess what! In my room, we're listening to the president. No! I mean. Not the president... um... god! We're listening to god! I mean, we're listening to someone talking about god. They're talking about god." Then she said, "I think I'm going to put on country music now." And she said "country music" with the same amount of amazement in her voice as when she said "the president" and when she said "god." Probably Pete and I should have a talk...

Kinda Funny

So a minute ago, I turned around and in the next room I saw the back of a little girl with long blond hair. Neither of my girls have long blond hair and for a second I was like, "Who is that?!"

Guess what! It was Pete! In her Hannah Montana wig! And I didn't recognize her!

It was from the back, after all. And she was wearing a wig.

Stood Up

Husbandguy and I used to get stood up all the time by our couple-friends. There was one couple in particular who were really good at it (bad about it?). We would make plans to go to dinner or something with them and they would pretty much always cancel. And they always gave some lame excuse like their babysitter was having mouth surgery and couldn't make it (for real! that was one of their excuses!). But it hadn't happened in a long time. Possibly because we aren't friends with those people anymore and also because most of the stuff we do now is with Pete and Pete's friends and their families, which is different.

But this past Sunday, we got stood up again. And this time was the best of all, I think. We made plans to meet some friends of ours and their kids at that nice restaurant I told you about, and they showed up early and put their name on the wait list and waited for a table with us and got seated with us and ordered drinks with us and then went home. They didn't order dinner or even finish their drinks. They had a good excuse - the mom's expecting and wasn't feeling 100% - but DH and I kind of got a kick out of it because that was honestly the most elaborate way we have ever been stood up! And the nicest, in a way, because it's hard to have your feelings hurt when someone waits 45 minutes with you and gets you a table at a busy restaurant before leaving, I think.

We had a nice dinner, though, because we're old pros at the being-stood-up thing and it just doesn't bother us anymore, really (which still doesn't make it okay if it's like those other people used to do). But I still want to have dinner with those people. Pete was disappointed because their oldest son is Pete's "little brother who doesn't live with [her]" and she hadn't seen him in forever and she's not used to being stood up... yet... Stick with us, kid!

LL Says:

Lulu says, "Taco!" A lot. She thinks it is funny to say taco when I'm trying to get her to say the other words she knows. I say, "Say ice cream." She says, "Taco!" I say, "Say duck." She says, "Taco!" I say, "Say [Lulu]." She's quiet for a second, and I think she's going to say [Lulu]; then she says, "Taco!" Silly Lulu!