
Yesterday we had a fun grown up day - we went to a hockey game! We haven't done that since before Parker was born. Bob's friend Nick and his wife have season tickets 2 rows up from the glass and invited us to go with them. In this picture that Bob took (w/ his phone again), they just about to score. About a second after he snapped this, someone passed the player the puck and he shot it in!
Parker had fun too. She stayed home with the sitter, but she got a souvenir and Bob has taught her how to yell "score!!!!!". It's hard to see in the picture, but the stick is pink.
She starting to feel much better after being so ill and grouchy w/ her ear infection. We had a rough few days, especially when she decided 4:45am was a good time to wake up on Saturday morning. She had the following observations, complaints and requests:Are you wearing Dada's shirt?
Your hair is long
I'm hungry
I'm thirsty
I'm hot
I'm cold
I have to potty
I'm not comfy
This pillow is funny
I want to sleep in your bed
I need my covers
You are in my way
New Baby is bothering me.
etc, etc, etc until I gave up at 6 am.
But feeling better presents a whole new set of problems. She is so super busy all the time and such a rascal. As I'm typing this, Bob is trying to get her in the bathtub and she keeps running in here saying "wait, I have to tell mommy something!".
Today, when Bob called from Target to get my list of what I needed, Parker asked to talk to him and had her own list prepared. She rattled off several things she thought she needed too....chocolate milk, a monstitor (monitor for her room upstairs), and some cereal. She apparently doesn't care for my selection of cereal.
Gotta run, it's my turn to read stories.














