a few things i've learned since being at heather's house. five year olds are easily manipulated with reverse psychology. all you have to do is tell hayden not to do something & he's doing it. especially when it comes to hugs and kisses.
and heather's neighbor, mr. chase, is an amazing chef. he brought over dinner tonight. all homemade. fried chicken. green bean casserole. rolls. mashed potatoes. gravy. oh and then like an hour later - hot apple pie. this food was so stinking good - i broke out some ice cream for us, too. i hope he's not offended when i call tomorrow afternoon and tell him what we want for dinner saturday night. (ha. can you imagine? "yeah, chase, tonight we're thinking we'd like some caesar salad & pasta. side of steamed vegetables. but we'll need it by 6 tonight.") its a good thing that i brought my sweat pants cause i need them tonight.
i've also been cruelly reminded that i have frizzy wavy hair. in utard it can be maintained & controlled. here - not so much. why bother? i look like a walking disaster.
i'm having fun, but i'm pooped. still haven't caught up on sleep. its hard - but at least i have my best friend, the dr keeping me alive. :) these kids are so good. and cute. i love being here with them. i just wish it wasn't so hot. its balmy & i've grown accustomed to needing pants & long sleeve shirts.