I had the best intentions to blog yesterday, but it didn’t work out. It shouldn’t really be working out today, either, but I’ve bought Simon’s silence with an oatmeal cookie (we baked them this morning. Pecans, dried cherries, cranberries and blueberries. Yum!)
So here we are. Better make this quick!
Our weekend was pretty darn close to perfect. On Saturday we went up to Cleveland to check out West Side Market (I had SUCH a fun time there last fall with Megan and Marin, and wanted to share it with Jeff) and play tourists for a while.
I love that place; it’s well worth the drive! Of course, it’s completely different on a Saturday morning than it is during the middle of the week (DUH), and crowds are, err…not our favorite thing. But Simon was snug in the Tula, so Jeff and I dodged the crowds and bought all the pastries our canvas bag would hold:
And fancy olives. And dolmas. YUM.
So crowded. So neat!
Then we walked over to Great Lakes Brewing for lunch. I had fish and chips; Jeff had a ridiculously good beer, one of their brewery exclusives (I had a few sips) and a really good brat with pierogis (he alleges. Like hell I’m touching a flesh-stuffed intestinal tube.) Simon made do with scraps from home, like usual. Poor baby.
We weren’t quite ready to head back to Akron after lunch, so we decided to check out Cleveland’s natural history museum.
And there we saw OMG DUCKS!
Pretty sure this was the highlight of Simon’s little life; he was absolutely captivated. And chilling there with his sleepy eyes in his little stroller, it was more than a little reminiscent of an old man sitting at a nursing home (and would’ve been sorta sad if it hadn’t been so cute :-P).
We eventually dragged him away, though, and he quickly resumed his ornery toddler-y ways:
Little stinker. He’s my favorite.
As one might expect, he conked out on the drive home and was OK with a quiet evening with Mama Daddy. On Sunday we just hung out around the house and did some chores; pretty quiet.
Yesterday was “challenging”. Someone was in full-on Toddler Mode all day, and it wasn’t necessarily the person you’d expect. By 5:00 I was ready to scream, so we escaped to the post office and the grocery store (exciting!), then picked up Jeff from work. Jeff made the very wise decision to entertain Simon almost all evening, leaving me free to unwind (you know…do dishes and laundry. :-\) It was actually a pretty good time for everyone.
He determined earlier today that sleep is for babies and since he is a big boy, naps are completely unnecessary. See how well that worked out:
We worked on a nap for 2 hours, including a 20-minute intermission in which I took a nice long shower while he stood at the baby gate and talked to me. I warned him that his days of endless pacifier boob are numbered, but to no avail. Toddlers are not well known for their foresight or appreciation.
So, bedtime tonight should be interesting. I predict he’ll either go down in 5 minutes, or 75. Who wants to take bets?
I’m starting to feel guilty about parking my butt in front of the computer for so long, so I’d best be off. Simon and I have been reading “Where Is Your Nose?” off and on as I write. He can now consistently identify his eyes, nose, mouth, chin, ears, hair, tum, hands, knees, and feet. Even when the book isn’t in front of him. Big smart boy! Tomorrow we start calculus.