Housewife stuff: Peony's turn
Got the car seat cleaned, reassembled, and reinstalled, but that was the only thing I got done before we left this morning. I still forget sometimes to tack on an extra 20 minutes to capture Hambet, change his diaper, make sure the diaper bag is stocked, capture Hambet again, etc.... Happily, traffic was light and we were on time to our friend's house at ten.
By happy coincidence, a local car dealer's car seat check was today (you just drive up and get your seat checked. Convenient, and free. He's got my business for life!) So we drove over and let the technicians reinstall the car seat. I didn't feel so bad about my poor job when I saw these two big guys struggling to install the stupid thing (one of them was practically sitting in it.)
Back home. Read the mail. Made some mac and cheese for lunch. Sorted the laundry and started a load. Pending: loading and running the dishwasher, and making supper. Still want to make cookies some time this week.
I still have some outstanding items on my grocery list, but I think I'll go to the store tomorrow. I went last night, leaving Hambet home to play with Daddy. Apples -- check. Evaporated milk -- check. Raspberry-flavored coffee (quick, write it on the list so I can check it off.) Yogurt -- check. Bottled water...bottled water... uh-oh. Nothing on the shelf except for a few bottles of San Pellegrino.
That was so depressing I forgot about the vinegar and checked out. As soon as I stepped in the door, I heard Hambet's voice singing "Mommeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" He had been playing happily with Daddy, but he still flung himself at me as if I'd been gone for thirty-two days instead of thirty-two minutes.
Like Pansy, I don't understand people who despise motherhood and its little pleasures.
