I am trying my best not to have this baby before being "full term." (Which I will be in less than half an hour.) I hardly slept at all last night. In a span of 7 hours, I got up to pee 6 times. Everytime I closed my eyes, I kept flashing back to a recent court appearance, and imagining it going differently... even though, in reality, everything went fine. Whenever I woke up to pee, I'd think to myself, "Stop reliving it--you won, dummy." But it was to no avail.
So this morning I was hating life. However, I was able to put my feet up and read the paper. Also read a few books to AB, who enjoyed doing his puzzles on the living room floor. Around 10:30 a.m., we decided to watch The Muppet Movie
. I fixed him a good lunch, and after lunch he went right to sleep.
During his nap, I finished the paper, paid my bills and balanced my checkbook. Then I put my feet up and chilled with NSAH in the basement for a while, watching some college football. (Stupid Buckeyes.)
AB was sweet when I finally woke him up from his nap, and we read some more and played with all of his animal toys. I watched him re-enact his birthday party using various critters (Grandma was a T-Rex, my friend's daughter O. was a triceratops, and Muffin Man
was, I believe, a beaver, etc.). NSAH and I sang "Happy Birthday" to him again, and he pantomimed blowing out the candles on his cake.
I asked AB what he wanted to do for dinner, and he said McDonald's. Meh, what the hell, right? So I took him there for a Happy Meal ("...with a toy
," he informed me).
As we walked in, we looked at the toy display
. He could either get a Little Mermaid-themed toy or a Bionicle-themed toy. I asked him which he wanted, and he said he wanted the Little Mermaid (one of the Little Mermaid toys did appear to be Ariel herself). Cool with me. But when I peered into the Happy Meal box of another child ahead of us in line, I saw that the Little Mermaid-themed toy this week is a cheap-o green plastic tiara. I pointed it out to him and asked him if he wanted the crown. He said, "No, I want the Little Mermaid." I told him that, apparently, they're not actually giving out Little Mermaid dolls this week; it's either the crown or a "robot."
"I want the robot," he decided firmly. And I can't really blame him. I would've wanted the robot, too. So I ordered his Happy Meal and asked for the Bionicle toy.
"The boy toy?" the woman behind the counter asked.
Feeling as though I'd had this conversation before
, I repeated, "The Bionicle
toy." The woman behind the counter wasn't very good at her job and--despite this back and forth--initially gave me the tiara... as well as giving AB fries instead of the apple slices he wanted. I pointed these things out to her, and AB and I eventually enjoyed a nice meal at McDonald's. (I am really digging the Asian chicken salad they have. Edamame...yum.)
After dinner, we went home and played with his "robot," which is actually kind of cool. It shoots little paper discs from one of its hands, so we made a game of trying to shoot the discs into the Happy Meal box. It was pretty fun for both of us, I have to admit. Eventually, it was AB's bedtime, and he whined about it but quieted fairly quickly. He was sooo good today, he really was. And I told him that as I kissed him goodnight.
Then I went downstairs and watched a video CLE (that's continuing legal education, for all you normal, non-lawyer people reading this), meaning I'm all set for my requirements this year. Then my awesome husband brought me donuts. Not doughnuts, but donuts
. They were excellent.
I gotta say it was a good day
.* Not to be confused with Lazy Sunday.