Wednesday June 3, 2009

Best Part of the Day - I took McAfee security off our computer as it was acting really crazy and suddenly the computer is FAST FAST FAST again. I don't want to put it back on, but (sigh) I will. Once the iMac gets here we won't have to worry about it so much.


Worst Part of the Day - We've been missing Wes' softie - Froggie Softie for three days now. Due to late nights finally catching up with him - he hasn't really noticed at bedtime and during the day simply, stoically states "Froggie Softie gone." This evening he finally realized that Froggie Softie is GONE. I put him to bed and then 30 minutes later heard "Where Froggie Softie? Missin' my frog (frowg)! Missin' my frog (frowg)! Where he go?" I let this go on but it did not let up. He also likes to kick the door which was startling me every so often. Then the mantra turned to "Where mama go? Mama open door. MAMA OPEN DOOR." Then "Huggies? Mama Huggies? Wes need huggies! Wes need huggies." So I finally (35 minutes later) opened the door and then had to lay with him (10 minutes), put him in big bed where he feel asleep (25 minutes), and then move him to his room (he woke up). By this time Erik is home from le gym and we all go into Wes' room. Then Wes says "Go look (sounds like yook) for Frog (frowg). Be right back. Go yook." He heads down the stairs as Erik and I lay in his room. He returns with a "Blue Bear (bwear)" and proceeds to lay himself down and go to sleep. Later (after a diligent search into air vents, garbage and in the grill) I find Froggie Softie in my closet. Might be time to clean that sucker out.

Beautiful - We were at Monkey Joe's (half price Wednesdays - can't beat it.) Quinn is heading up this really tall inflatable stair deal that then leads to a really tall fun slide. He's about to head up the stairs when he looks and sees a girl about his age struggling to get on the blow up. He says "need help?" She doesn't answer and he asks a couple more times. Then he reaches down for her but figures that isn't going to work. So he jumps down and is starting to help her get on when she finally gets herself on. Quinn claps for her as she just runs off without a glance. Then Quinn can't get himself back on so I go over to help him. "What a sweet you are to help that girl," I said. He just grinned and ran off. It made my week.