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I took the children to story hour and left them to wander while I picked out a few new books for me. I dragged the two kids to Target for groceries and cat litter in the rain and surprisingly the rain slacked when I loaded the stuff in the car and drove the kids home. T fell asleep in the car on the drive home before eating lunch, but since it is my birthday he did not wake up when I transferred him to his crib and slept for close to three hours. While he napped I did not cook anything, fold any laundry, clean anything, or engage in any other domestic activity other than basic care and feeding of the child who no longer naps. Instead I watched two episodes of Weeds Season 3 on Netflix. My dad stopped by with a card and a check and T woke up in a good mood. Right now the boys are sharing water from a not especially clean sippy cup and watching Caillou on the laptop and Thomas on the TV. Because it is my birthday I am ignoring the fact that there are two irritating children’s shows on at the same time. When B gets home we are going to order Thai takeout. If I am lucky he will surprise me with cake, but if he does not I have some chocolate beet muffins that just need a bit of frosting to be perfectly good cupcakes.
After a spectacular weekend where we celebrated 5 years of marriage and got the garden ready for planting it is a gray rainy day. I am pregnant for the third time in five years and even though I don’t like being pregnant I am starting to be a little bit excited about the baby who could, theoretically, be born in a month. We painted our bedroom, the dresser I bought at a yard sale close to a year ago is finally painted and I bought some cute polka dotted shelf paper to line the drawers. It’s not the best birthday ever, but it’s not too bad either.