It was so cold this morning that we just stayed in. RLF played with her dolls and rocked on her rocking horse. She had half a cheeseburger for lunch. In the afternoon, she and MF went to the neighborhood playground, but RLF wouldn’t play.
H-E-B (supermarket) in the morning. Schoepff’s BBQ in Belton for lunch. Afternoon: Ft. Hood & Killeen mall. Evening: leftovers for supper. After watching The Voice, my wife and Rebecca headed off to bed. J.P. & I watched reruns of Newsradio for a couple of hours.
It was 72°F from morning till night and rained lightly almost all day. Just before bedtime, the wind picked up and we dropped into the upper 60s.
My wife usually works four 10-hour shifts each week, with three days off. When we made the date mistake regarding Valentina’s visit (mentioned here), she’d requested four days off to accommodate Val’s stay, though as it turns out they were the wrong four days. So, with the normal three days off before and the normal[...]
Wife had rare long shift (12 hours) — weekend pay + overtime. RLF didn’t make it easy; fussy all day. She now responds correctly to “Go to your room”. Yes, I’m giving timeouts to my 20-month-old. It works, most of the time. Funny: She cried during her shows, so I turned off TV. When she[...]
93°F. Rebecca played in her inflatable pool in back yard first time. Really loved it. I saw The Avengers in the afternoon, only 2nd movie I’ve seen in theater since RLF’s birth. Enjoyed it. (Saw non-3D version.) Put paving stones from driveway to exterior faucet; took about 90 minutes. Came up 2 short; will finish[...]
Early wake-up call today; Rebecca bounded out of bed at 6 a.m., happy as a clam. But she made it less than three hours before needing a nap. Fortunately, that was about the time my wife left for her hair appointment.
I haven’t mentioned the weather in a while because it’s been unremarkable — in other words perfect. But today we hit 90°F for the first time this year and we’re supposed to see highs of 94-96°F over the next couple of days, with high-wind advisories.
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“Wee, wee, wee” means “wiggle, wiggle, wiggle” in Rebecca’s language. She learned it from a song on TV. Which brings me to an interesting discussion point: Whether TV actually “rots the brain” as so many used to say when I was a kid.