Grandma Krissy arrived today, and Lainey connected the minute she stepped off the plane…like she just knew it was her grandma, even though it had been since Christmas. She’s been making this horendous/funny pterodactyl sqwak to get Grandma’s attention, and then she’ll smile once Grandma lays eyes on her. I love when my mom is here. Our must-do’s this week: Watch lots of Discovery Channel (we already did today, and my mom was almost in a heap of tears over elephants…an hour later, she was still lamenting over “those poor elephants”), trip to Farmer’s Market early Sunday morning, Isle of Capri, ice cream sundaes in our pajamas…and whatever else suits our fancy.
Grandma helps Brandyn with his spelling words tonight:
‘Lil Cubby spots Daddy coming home in the window:
Lainey demonstrates how she can brush her own hair!
Oh, and sometimes she eats the brush!
And now for a random confession. I hate emptying the silverware basket in the dishwasher. Hate it with a passion. I’ll put away pots, pans, bowls, cups, but pulling out all that silverware and fighting with all the fork prongs that get stuck in the basket holes and the tiny coffee spoons that wedge themselves in between the bigger spoons making one giant tangled mess–it’s all just too much. So sometimes…(deep breath…you can do this)…I empty all the dishes…and just let the silverware go for another ride. No one knows but me. I have been doing so good with recycling and conserving–I really have, but the silverware I just can’t deal with. Consider the dishwasher a really fun roller coaster, and the silverware aren’t ready to get off the ride yet. One more time, they ask. I’m doing them a favor.
There. That feels better.
