May I Take Your Order Please?

Calleigh may look like Duncan but she does have a few of my personality traits!  This week she has started pretending she is working at First Watch and she wants to take my order.  She goes through all of the menu items and says what kind of muffins they have, etc.  Not sure I want to try a Santa Fe (we always get the potatoes with Santa Fe sauce so I'm sure that's where she gets it from) muffin  but I do know that I wish I were really getting the food when I place the order.  When I was a little kid, they tell me that I pretended to be a waitress a lot.  And of course, later in life, I worked as a waitress at Friendly's which was my most favorite job EVER (no disrespect to FH).

We had a nice weekend.  On Saturday evening we went over the Isidro's for another visit and then the best part was the Duncan took the kids home to bed while I went out with Tangie, Amy, and Kelli for a late dinner to celebrate Tangie's birthday.  We went to a great Italian restaurant on Sand Lake Road but I could have gone anywhere and been happy.  It was just so nice to enjoy a leisurely meal and we all had plenty to talk about.  Duncan reported that the girls went down without any problems whatsoever so that was really nice.  Obviously I didn't nurse Aubree right before bed like I usually do so it's always good to know that she doesn't have to have it.

On Sunday after our usual First Watch visit and an Aubree nap, we went to the Science Center to look around and go to the Amazon Imax movie.  I wasn't sure how the girls would do in the movie but it actually turned out fine although we only stayed for 25 of the 40 minutes (Duncan stayed for the whole thing).  We wanted to hit up the story time they had in the kids' area.  Unfortunately we didn't think the movie was that great but hey, at least we didn't have to pay anything to go.  While we were waiting for it to start, Calleigh was a little apprehensive and asked if things were going to pop out of the screen.  I think she got a little scarred from Disney.

Yesterday we did a little shopping for some friends who will be having a baby soon.  We were out for several hours but it doesn't phase Calleigh at all.  We just carry the potty seat around with us every where and if she has to go, she tells me and we find the bathroom.  I honestly can't believe how easy this whole potty training thing has been.  Talk about a stress free experience.   She'll be wearing her pull-up/diaper for awhile during her naps and bedtime but that's to be expected.  Last night as we were getting ready for bed, she ran into Aubree's room all excited.  She had put on her pull-up and pajamas all by herself and she was so proud.  She gets herself dressed all the time (and occasionally it even matches) but this is the first time she put on her pajamas (I think because usually she would need to put on a new diaper which prevented her from doing it all herself).  She was wearing a two piece pajama outfit and she made it very clear to me that she could do this outfit by herself but if it was the kind with the zippers, I would have to help her with it.

I think I found the secret of Aubree's grumpiness.  I wasn't going to post this on here because I don't want people judging me but maybe it will help someone.  I had fallen off the wagon so to speak with my Mountain Dew drinking and I've been having some in the afternoons while I've been working.  I really wanted to give it up because I hate the 170 calories and 46 grams of sugar.  But also, I was wondering if the caffeine was impacting Aubree at all.  I nurse her when she gets up from her nap.  It didn't bother her as far as falling asleep at night but it finally occurred to me that maybe it was having an affect on her disposition. Friday was my last one.  Since then, I believe there has been a noticeable difference in the late afternoons.  She seems happier and very rarely grouchy.  Maybe it's a coincidence but I really don't think it is.  So I vow to be done with the caffeine drinking unless I'm under dire circumstances.  I just wish I didn't like it so much.  It was so nice when I was pregnant with Calleigh and I lost the taste for it of all things.

I'm back on the exercise band wagon.  I fell off that wagon too after I lost all the baby weight.  It is so HARD for me to be motivated by something I can't see.  When you're losing weight, there's something tangible.  I was thinking about how could I get myself to exercise and I realized that if there was some accountability than maybe it would work.  So I've started a competition of sorts with the whole family where everyone reports to me each week how much they've walked/biked/run and I record it in a spreadsheet.  I email it to everyone so that we can see who is lazy and who is working hard.  Obviously I don't want a big fat zero to show up next to my name so it's gets me off my duff.  I'm certainly not doing the most but if I'm on the treadmill for 35 minutes a day/4 days a week, I'm happy.  We're going to do this up until Nova Scotia so we'll see how it goes.

          Thank goodness it was bath night.