Kids were actually pretty good at daycare (after the rough drop-off by Paul yesterday). Given they were adjusting back, Colette thought they did well. It was pouring, so they didn’t get outside time. They did lots of puzzles and pre-school activities. They were fine at pick up. Until. . .
We were driving home and Nate wanted me to go straight instead of turning right. This started a major Nate melt-down that lastest the whole way home and for about 20 additional minutes once home. That kid sure can throw a tantrum. Not sure who he gets that skill from. Eventually got him calmed down and fed them dinner. They had quesadilla, pineapple, peas and carrots. They both ate well. Zach had some veggies, so he got yogurt and ice cream. Nate did not.
Paul got home so I gave the boys a bath while he made dinner. Jan helped me with that. As I was getting them undressed, Zach was naked first. Out of the blue, Zach turns to Nate and says, “Nate, say ‘dirty pants.’” Nate obliged and said it in his partially demon voice. Jan and I were cracking up and had no idea where that came from.
Paul made Jan happy by buying her light Cranberry juice. This brought on the discussion that cranberry juice is good for your urine. Thus, I came up with the Ad Campaign – “Ocean Spray Cranberry juice. It is a catheter for your mouth.” Ha. I crack myself up.
Paul put the boys to bed. Jan went to bed early. I watched Mike’s favorite show (Make it or Break it).
This morning, the boys were slow in waking up. Nate kept saying that he wanted to sleep more. Eventually, both got up and got dressed and got out the door without a huge screaming fit. Paul is taking Zach to speech this afternoon. Paul – we need to order the kids “Cloudy with a chance of Meatballs” now that it is out on DVD.