1. Last night was rough. Cuatro is teething; Tres wouldn't sleep; I nodded off on the couch downstairs accidentally, and when I woke up at 3am to go to bed I found Uno and Dos in my bed (DH was at work) WATCHING CARTOONS. At 3:00 in the morning, SHEESH. I kicked them out. I've felt exhausted and mad at the world all day.
2. I took all four girls plus Uno's best friend O to the movies yesterday, mostly to get them out of the house so post-night-shift DH could sleep. We saw Spy Kids, but not in 3D. Except that it sort of was in 3D because, though our theater didn't offer the visual effects, we did get the smell-o-vision card which is supposed to be the 4th D in more "classy" theaters. So 2Ds, plus two, minus one, comes out to 3D -- just not in the way you'd really want. If you wanted any extra Ds at all. Or something.
3. When we took Cuatro with us to see the Smurfs, she behaved herself nicely: She quietly noshed on a bottle, then fell asleep in my lap until the movie ended. Not so for Spy Kids. She made all sorts of noises, so I left the other girls in the row and took her to the back of the theater where I could bounce / sway / butt pat her to sleep. HA! She refused. She screamed a bit (sometimes in a happy way, sometimes less cheerfully), made motorboat noises, vigorously wriggled in an attempt to let me put her on the popcorny ground (I didn't), and occasionally gnawed on the collar of my shirt. One time she grabbed my shirt to chew on it, but spit up inside it instead. Right down the front of me. It was awesome. (If by awesome you mean not at all awesome.)
4. Cuatro is FINALLY getting some top teeth. And I mean it this time! I've thought for the last three months that they would pop through "any day now" -- because really, statistically, they would have to at some point. And she can be inexplicably grouchy sometimes (though she's usually very pleasant). But I saw them today: Two little white lines on her upper gums. They're almost here. Come on, little teeth!
She got her only other teeth two at a time, and now she's getting two top teeth at once -- is that normal? I don't remember the others' very well (I am traumatized by all things dental) but I don't think they came in pairs. Maybe one pretty soon after another, but I don't remember my other girls getting them together like this. Hmmm.
5. Dos lost her other front tooth last week, BTW. On Thursday, I think; she had the school nurse pull it out for her that afternoon while she waited to be picked up. I like it when they fall out / get pulled out at school because then I don't have to deal with any of the icky aftermath. I think she looks like a vampire now with both of those teeth gone, LOL; it's a shame she didn't lose them closer to Halloween! She said I could stage a photo shoot with her tomorrow, so maybe I'll post pictures of her later. :-)
~RCH~
: narcissism at its finest.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
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Spit up down the shirt at a movie theater is exactly awesome. And I do mean "awesome" as in not at all.
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