Deep Breaths and Cheap Thoughts
Or maybe not so much. There will at least be thoughts. My Weekend, in bullets.
- Had a fabulous Friday. Honestly. Who can say they went to see Toad the Wet Sprocket at the Lincoln Park Zoo when they are 8 months pregnant? Me, that's who! And if it weren't for my ever-protruding belly and swelling ankles (and citing at least 4 other expecting mothers within eyesight) in the 2 hours we were there, I'd think I was back in college enjoying the limelight of my life. Seriously. It was great fun. Glenn Phillips "opening" for Toad and cool weather from the lake, well, I was in a bit of a delirious haze of "living the dream of my life."
Until the chic to the right of us decided to screen incessantly about her attendance at 12 concerts in her lifetime and number 1 fan status. And the fact that in Houston when she saw Toad the Wet Sprocket play she could name each song within the first chord. And then proceeded to attempt doing the same here... only now 12 years later. Disturbing the entire crowd around her--and the poor man sitting in a lawn chair right beneath her bellowing voice. I mean, the rest of us were there to enjoy the concert.
At least until the guy in front of us got all huffy for our singing voices. See, he paid full price for tickets (like we did) to hear Toad (well spent). Only he thought it a better use of his time to stand up and read the latest (and final) Harry Potter installment--obstructing the entire back third of the audiences' view. you know, so he could squint in the small street lamp light and read. DURING a concert. To which... well, I don't know. If you're going to take a novel to a concert, you might want to sit somewhere out of the way, while the rest of us enjoy the show. That's why we bought tickets right? - Philosophizing with my son is one my favorite things to do right now. Did you know that a 4 and a half year old can ask questions that floor you? Because, let me tell you, my kid is a genius. Or at least curious. Latest comments for your enjoyment:
"The baby does NOT eat food through its belly button. That is just silly."
"If I didn't exist before I was born, why am I here? I didn't ask to exist."
"Having a baby is hard work. I can't do anything because Mom can't do anything."
"After I'm done with college, please don't make me leave home. I like home. I want to always stay here." - Making breakfast at Noon. The story of my weekends lately. Can you believe my kid can actually get his own Trix cereal from the pantry and pour himself some milk? I must truly be the laziest parent on the planet right now.
- Spending Sunday in my pajamas and babysitting? Well the pajama part was fabulous. In fact, I think I need to make it a ritual. The babysitting not so much. Though worked enough for me once I got the 18 month old to sleep. The husband took our kiddo and the other to the park for an hour. So I had an hour to myself. Which, again, takes the cake.
Labels: kid wittisms, life, pregnancy
