Sickies: Part 2

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

We just got over a nasty cold a few weeks ago and already, we're getting hit again. A product of the moms group Halloween party we attended last week, I'm sure. The baby hasn't been sleeping more than two hours at a time for the past four nights and it's just a fabulously good time, let me tell you. Sawyer wore a permanent scowl today as he walked around and randomly wiped his nose on the furniture if I didn't catch him with a tissue soon enough.

Speaking of snotty noses, back when I was childless, yet apparently knew everything there was to know about child rearing (like we all did when we were still blissfully unaware, you know), I always scoffed at the children I'd see at the grocery store with crusty green mustaches. My child will never be dirty in public! *snort*

Then I had a Sawyer. And I realized that while nauseating and embarrassing enough to wear a disguise so as not to be recognized, quiet and crusty-faced is still better than a clean screamer. Because toddlers? They do not like it when you try to wipe their nose. In fact, mine dislikes it so much that he perfected the art of making it seem like I'm brutally beating him. Which, as you can imagine, doesn't go over well in public. I'll take a little bit of snot over the "pulling out my cell phone to call CPS" glares, thanks.

I'm just hoping this passes quickly, because it'll be a little hard for me to sit still for my tattoo on Friday if I'm sneezing and hacking up a lung all over the artist. Plus we were planning to hit up the pumpkin patch on Saturday and tackling that with an entire sick family is not on my list of fun things to do.

Luckily, both boys went to bed without incident for my mom last night while DH and I were out having a quiet dinner at The Melting Pot. Alone. No children. Yes, it was wonderful. There were roses and a card waiting for me on the table and we had a private corner booth that made it seem like we were the only patrons in the whole restaurant. And we left weighing about five pounds more than when we went in.

Tomorrow's installment: the husband's first tattoo (yes, I'm dragging him over to the dark side) and how I tried to defend myself from burglars with a broom stick. Mensa candidate right here, y'all.

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Blogged by Making A Modern Family at 8:47 PM  


Jaclyn said...

I clicked you up so much it was teetering on the edge of obsession. Feel better!

Tue Oct 23, 11:15:00 PM EDT

MomSmoo said...

OMG -- B and I had our first date to Melting Pot in Chicago and he proposed at the Melting Pot in DC!!! I love the Melting Pot.

Sorry you are sick. Yes back when I knew it all, the snotty kid thing bothered me too. Now, who the heck cares! Although if he does start to pitch a fit in public when he has a cold, you better believe his nose gets wiped because snotty nosed is one thing, snotty nosed and snotty personality is a whole other!

Wed Oct 24, 08:42:00 AM EDT


What tattoos are you guys getting? Don't forget to take your camera!

Wed Oct 24, 05:38:00 PM EDT

Melban said...

Finally for once it isn't me who's brought the germs home from work.

I had so much fun at dinner. I wish we could have anniversary's more often. Who decided to put our dating and wedding anniversary's on the same day anyway. We gypped ourself out of a day.

Wed Oct 24, 10:33:00 PM EDT


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