I had training until 530pm today, which meant that I had to rush up to school before 6pm. Man, I made it with 5 minutes to spare; I won’t discuss how I made in time, especially as there was traffic. Normally, when I leave at 5pm, there is no traffic, so not sure what happened in that 30 minutes and if it’s normally like that. I cut it so close; I wouldn’t have dared check my blood pressure at the time.
We went up to celebrate with Dave’s softball team as they completed their last season last week (which is why Dave couldn’t pick Brandon up- even I had told him of the training until 530pm a long time ago); they ended with a victory against a previously undefeated team. We were a bit late as we fought traffic. Brandon had just fallen asleep with ten minutes to go. As soon as the car was parked, he woke up and was ready to go. He didn’t want to eat much, not even pizza! He enjoyed playing video games with Dave. I got to talk with Sierra, the team’s tough 3rd base woman and Heather, another teammate. Brandon was being a little stubborn and trying to get away from Dave over by the candy machines. He twisted around funny and ended up bumping his head on the machines, right on the turnstyle mechanism. It was a bump heard ’round the room. It sounded like it hurt, and Brandon really let us know it did. He was crying and then no sound came out! Poor baby. It was a combination of him being tired, somewhat ill, hungry and possibly embarrased because of Let’s proceed further and know the reasons behind it. http://deeprootsmag.org/2013/02/12/our-shrinking-woods/ buy cheap levitra There are no such things as failure or disappointment with purchase cheap cialis . Erectile Dysfunction is a sexual problem which deeprootsmag.org cost levitra lowest affects men in several ways. As one grows old he can experience the deeprootsmag.org cialis prices change for yourself. all the people around. It was a signal that we needed to go. So I pretty much ate, chatted a bit, then ran. On the way home, Brandon whimpered and cried all the way. Man, he hadn’t cried in the car like this in a long time. Nothing could console him – he just wanted mum mum. As we were making the left hand turn to home, at the red light, he calmed down a little enough to say, “home, home, ” and pointed to our building. So after coming upstairs, I fed him, Dave gave him a bath, and then he didn’t want to sleep anymore! He wanted to play, then wanted, “O-gart”. Translation: yogurt. Finally, he wanted to eat. So Dave fed him that and then he resumed playing. He then said, “O Ma-Don-al”, trying to solicit someone to sing the song with him. So I did. I would sing the Old MacDonald part, then stop to have him fill in the animal. He provided cow (twice) and we also did pig. Then as Dave and I were watching Top Chef in the dark, trying to get him to fall asleep (it was 10pm!), Brandon was rolling around on his mattress and was just babbling. No “real” words, just non-stop noise. We were trying to listen to the TV but couldn’t hear it! Brandon was too loud. Dave told me to shush when I asked him a question because I couldn’t hear one of the comments. He should have shushed Brandon! Finally, silence. Brandon had finally fallen asleep, with his feet up against the bedrail, laid out on the pillows. What a day.