Hey, look. We’ve made it through another Wednesday. Today was a pretty typical day for us, with one exception, so I figured it was about time for another “day in the life post”. I love looking back on these randomly because they remind me how so much changes in a few months time. Thanks for indulging me and allowing me to ramble about seemingly uneventful days. You guys are the best.
6:00 AM – I’m having coffee with a mouse. Yep, a literal mouse. Remember that gift we won at the White Elephant Party? Her name is Fuzzy and she currently resides on my living room table. I didn’t even actually unwrap her at the party. I traded for her because I had a feeling Maddux would think it was awesome. If you are wondering, I do indeed make terrible, impulsive decisions every single day.
7:00 AM – It’s time to wake sleeping beauty up. He resists until I remind him that he gets to pull another random Lego toy from his Advent Calendar. Works like a charm. The only downside is that it takes him about 40 minutes every freaking day to put five pieces together. Pro tip: if you have anywhere to be in the mornings, make the calendar opening an evening affair.
8:00 AM– I’m finally getting ready. And by getting ready, I mean I’m slathering this stuff on my face while my three-year-old tells me random butt jokes and asks if he put his pants on correctly. He didn’t. He has them over his pajamas. He laughs for five solid minutes, because that is apparently the funniest prank he’s ever pulled.
9:00 AM – I log on at work. We have some stuff on sale on Augusta and Holloway right now, so you should probably go buy something. What? There is no shame in my game. But, seriously, I want to live in this shirt and leggings for the rest of my life.
11:00 AM – I have somehow forced myself to wait until after 11 to eat lunch. It’s a daily battle. Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose. I dine on this extremely fancy Italian meal before discussing how important it is that we go get apple fritters. By noon, Molly and I are headed to get some. Apple fritters are life.
2:00 – Here is where the day is a little unusual. I leave work early to pick up my boy and head to my doctor’s appointment. He’s never seen an ultrasound, so I try to explain to him where we’re headed. He doesn’t get it at all and keeps talking about how we’re going to go get the baby out. I give up on the conversation and we start jamming out to Christmas music. We clearly arrive in style.
2:30- We’re hanging out patiently in the waiting room and the conversations continue. This time he wants to know more about how the baby will come out when it’s time. I really don’t have the heart to tell him the truth, so of course I lie. “Magic! It’s all magic!” That answer seems to please him and he returns to his reading.
3:00 – Ryne, Maddux, and I head back to the ultrasound room. While the technician is taking measurements, Maddux just keeps asking things like “is that a dinosaur head?” and “do I have a brain, too?” Then we see this little face and all is right with the world. The tech tells us that he has really long legs and Maddux makes sure we know that the baby isn’t as big as him, though.
4:00 – We’re back in the waiting room and things quickly go downhill. I have to say, though, that this kid is a trooper. There is nothing exciting or fun about OBGYN waiting rooms. I tell him to calm down because this is a “quiet” room and he quickly asks if he can go find the “talking” room because he doesn’t like this one. I totally agree and tell him I wish that were the case.
5:30 – We head downtown for dinner. The three of us share buffalo fries because they are obviously the most delicious things on the planet.
Then I order a salad with more buffalo sauce, because why the heck not? PS: This salad at Whisky Bar is legit and is also super cheap. Go get you one.
6:00 – My sweet child has one after-dinner request and this is it. Judging by the look on his face, he knows it’s completely inappropriate. He could have chosen a number of other things to be, but he chooses the one with the big ol’ boobs. Nice.
7:00 – When we pull up to our house, Maddux’s favorite neighbor is also pulling up. KJ is five years old so clearly he is the coolest kid on the planet. Maddux bolts over to their yard. Bless his parents. They let us all come in and then the two boys terrorize their house. I’m silently praying that he doesn’t break anything while they play basketball and football in the living room.
8:00 – Bed time! Well sort of. We start the bedtime routine while I walk around with this contraption in my mouth. Acceledent for the win, you guys.
And now everyone is in bed and I’m rambling about my day. Exciting times. I swear, y’all, one day I’ll print these things out and make a super random memory book. It’s hard to remember little things that Maddux has said or done even the next day. I’ll be glad that I have this silly blog stuff to look back on one day. Right? Please tell me I’m right. Otherwise, I’m totally wasting my time. 😉