We rejoin our story already in progress... Danielle woke me up, and I pulled the covers up over my head. She was all like, "Oh no you di'n't!" I did it half as a joke, but really I did want be alive at that hour, 6:30, 7:30 Central. I brought it upon myself, I had been up pretty late watching Scream, which although I have seen approximately 1,207.35 times, and know everything that is going to happen, even all the dialogue, this time was really scaring me. I was watching it in bed, and when I came out to get water I almost died, because Amber came to investigate and scared me. Begrudgingly, I got up. Olivia and Jacob were having their breakfast and watching Spongebob in their jammies. Usually Danielle gets them ready in the morning, getting them dressed and brushing hair and teeth, but today I did it, as she was already long gone. This was one thing that we didn't do during the training period, but it went fairly well. They can dress themselves, its just a matter of them actually doing it themselves. Danielle had laid their outfits out for me, I could have put together something cute but it might have been too fashion forward and cutting edge for their teachers and school chums to get. Olivia and Jacob would look silly, until there are copies and variations of their outfits on every runway. Really, she asked me if I wanted to do it or if she should just pick stuff out, so I let her do it haha. They got dressed without much trouble, but the brushing of teeth is where the drama kicks in to high gear. Jacob always puts up a fight and cries the entire time when Danielle brushes his teeth, so I had to wrestle him to the sink and put him in a headlock to get the job done. It sounds harsher than it was. Olivia was cooperative, though I had a hard time brushing her hair. I am not embellishing this part to jazz up the blog, I actually said aloud to myself, "This shouldn't be this hard, I'm gay, I should be able to do hair!"
The ride to school was uneventful. Spongebob songs are wearing a little thin. I already had an aversion to Jacob's beloved Thomas song, but now even the Spongebob ones I initially enjoyed are getting old and stale. As we were getting out of the car Jacob asked if he could go potty. Usually I take Olivia to her room first, I always had in the past anyway, but now especially since the Jacob's teacher told me we get there too early. Pfft. But we took Jacob to his room first so he could use the facilities. When we came out, he went over to the corner and started playing with toys, so I went to the door and asked the teachers if he was okay, as in, is he okay to be left here or should I take him into the hall for 45 seconds until its an appropriate time for drop off? The one teacher asked if he was still in the bathroom and I was like, um he's right there...? "Oh I didn't see him, oh haha." Ooohh-kayyy... So I took Olivia down to her room and returned to the house.
When I got back, Jennifer from down the street came up. She was locked out, and Danielle had had the spare key to let her dogs out and feed them over the weekend. We looked around but we couldn't find it, and then Danielle called and said she had it in her car, so Jennifer went to go pick it up. I put away the trains and train tracks and the books that the kids had strewn throughout the playroom and living room respectively. I played Sorority Life and talked to Danielle briefly on Facebook, played Darren's scary video game a little, then watched The Golden Girls until it was time to go back to school to get the kiddies.
When we got back, Danielle was home for lunch. She had the kids lunches all ready to go, YAY! While the kids ate and I made some pierogies for my lunch, Danielle and I chatted about her day at work so far, and then she put the kids to bed for naps. She went back to work, and I went back to The Golden Girls, then more of Darren's video game until Olivia woke up.
She had a little bit of a crying jag, and I just held her for a little while until she finally stopped. I had been asking her if she wanted a snack, to watch Spongebob, or anything else to try to calm her down. When she got ahold of herself she said she wanted to have a pillow fight. So I took her to her room, got her pillow and hit her with it. It wasn't until this evening when I was telling this to Danielle and Darren, that I learned from Darren that she calls her green pillow her pillow fight, she didn't want to have a pillow fight. Whoopsie. Luckily she wasn't upset that I whacked her with the pillow, but she grabbed her bunny and Rosie the train, and asked if she could wear her Spongebob costume from last Halloween, which she plays in now. So I helped her put it on and she was happy, and then she wanted to watch Spongebob. So we did.
When Jacob woke up, we watched a couple more episodes of Spongebob, and then I rounded the kids up to go to Wal*Mart. Danielle needed some snacks for work, so we went to go get some. Before we left I asked Jacob if he needed a diaper change, and he said no. I thought he probably did, but I didn't really want to have to do it, and if he was lying he should have to be stuck wearing it, so I didn't press the issue. Off to the store. I wasn't sure I knew how to get there, but I surprised myself and found it. Jacob really fought me to not sit in the cart, he was insistent on having to push the cart. This made me think he probably had needed a change after all. I won and he sat in the cart.
Olivia was in the back part of the cart. She kept standing up, and I'd tell her to sit down, or put her booty in the cart. I don't know if I said something else or if she was just responding to me telling her to sit, but she jumped up and pointed at me, gave me her angry face and said "You take that back!" It was so funny. And she kept doing that. And she was telling me, "You're mad!" because I was making a mad face like she was. I don't know where she got it, Darren said it must be from Spongebob, but we don't recognize it specifically. She kept demanding that I take that back!
When I was getting them situated back into the car, it was unavoidably obvious that yes, Jacob did need a change. So I asked him again if he went in his diaper and this time he was like yeah. So the entire way home I was like, eeeeh, I have to change him, but when we got back, Darren was home! The kids were all excited and went running in, and I went in, I didn't even say hi first, I'm so rude. I was just like, "He needs a diaper change, Welcome Home. :)"
I made spaghetti for dinner. Which I used against everyone. The kids were fussing about eating, I told Jacob I slaved over the hot stove to make it for him, and I told Olivia my blood, sweat and tears went into it so they better eat, haha. Then Danielle and I went to Target, and on our way home she said she hoped Darren would do bath duty. I said "Not It!" and used my excuse of "I made dinner!" I will see how many things I can manage to use that one dinner to get out of doing. Darren and I are watching Adult Swim.
xoxo, Travvy
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