Today started out as any other weekend day. Peyton woke up right at 7am. She started walking over to Brandon’s room, but I grabbed her. Turns out he was already awake. Brandon came back and wished good morning to both of us. Peyton looked over at Dave’s side of the bed, and she asked, “Where’s Daddy?” I told her he was at work. She frowned, then said, “I want to watch TV.” I guess she got over it. When I had her ask me again, we watched some cartoons. I tried to snooze, but with both of them on the bed (and my worry for their safety on the bed), that didn’t work out so well. Peyton wanted breakfast, and I didn’t get her any for another hour or so. Brandon didn’t want breakfast. I don’t think he’s been pooping or something is going on. He hasn’t been eating much. We still had a long way to until Ashlyn’s party, so I was trying to figure out what to do with them. The kids were both doing really well. I ended up leaving them in Brandon’s room, playing nicely. Brandon was playing with Legos while Peyton was reading from the book shelf. I was washing dishes downstairs, when suddenly, I heard noise in our bathroom. I ran upstairs, since I knew it could only be Peyton. I rushed into the bathroom, and was going to ask, “What are you…?” when I saw what was going on. She had taken off her pants (all the way), diaper, and had gotten herself up onto the potty, without the potty seat. I startled her, as she shivered a little bit. She looked up at me and said, “I go potty.” I sat there and waited with her, while she sat there for a little bit. I didn’t hear any tinkling, mostly because it was raining outside. Then she started to push, and strain a little bit. Then, she sat up, and I looked in. Just a little nugget was at the bottom of the bowl. We both wiped, and then washed up. She said, “I go pee in the potty!” There was so much excitement in her face. It surprised me, since she had already pooped in her diaper earlier. Brandon was the one who had come up to me and told me. Suddenly, it was a little before 11am. We were all ready to go, then Peyton said she had to go potty again. I waited for her to do her thing, and this time, it was only pee. With that, we were ready to go.
It was pouring rain out, and I tried to park as close as I could (but still stayed on the end). I managed to carry Peyton and her baby, the present, and an umbrella, while Brandon walked next to me with his mini umbrella. The twins had already arrived. Brandon still was able to identify them when asked (I tried to ask him more than once, but he only gave me one answer). They had hats on with their names, so I could check him. We didn’t wait long to eat, since I didn’t want the kids to get into the food. I got both situated, then fed myself. Julie gave them their goodie bags early, so they had something to play with. Almost too soon, since they were still eating. I had them eat first, then they were able to play. Brandon ate more, eating everything on his plate. Peyton ate some noodles, some rice, and most of her chicken. She got excited when she saw a pea in her rice. “Oh, a pea!” as she gobbled it up. Brandon was very well entertained with the toys he brought and those that he received. Peyton wanted to go outside. Badly. She kept wandering around close to the door. She’d try to make a break for it on several occasions. Peyton was winding down, but Brandon was getting started again, asking for another egg roll. I was having him clean up his stuff, getting ready to go, since the cake had just been brought out. I didn’t want to leave anything, so I was gathering things up. I told Brandon that he could have one of the candies that were on the table for decorations. I found one of the candies on Medications generally necessary for these purposes are used to reduce the viagra cost india chances of mingling of the sperm and eggs is also known as contraceptive pills. You may prix viagra cialis also order things that may be more sensitive to its effects. 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Before the party, I had asked him if he wanted juice or cake, just like the last party. He wanted to see what his options were at the party. But once we got there, I offered him water, and he drank that. The juice wasn’t even an issue. Brandon was very helpful, helping me with the garbage at our table, and not giving me any trouble. He never tried to leave, in fact, while I was walking around with Peyton, he’d keep looking up to check where I was. On second thought, maybe he was looking around where I was to see if he could sneak another chocolate. I even tried to check his teeth, but he was already eating the egg roll. I could have been fooled…shame on me for leaving him so close to the chocolates, tempting him. Even though we were only a short distance away, Peyton had fallen asleep. She was only lightly sleeping, which was good, since I wanted to nap with her. Brandon went inside as asked, went potty, washed up, and laid down. Peyton was already sacked out. Unfortunately, the basketball game was on. I knew this was my only chance to get some sleep, so I recorded it for later. Brandon’s instructions were to sleep, and if he saw we were still sleeping, to “Go play on my own,” he repeated. He tried his best; we both went down at 2pm, and he came in at 3pm. I’m not sure how long he actually slept. He looked around at us (I felt him doing this, since I was still pretending to sleep), and then went away to play. Peyton stirred a little bit 15 minutes later, then rolled over and went back to sleep. I drifted in and out of sleep, until we all woke up at 4pm. Brandon was so excited that we were all awake. We finished the basketball game, and headed downstairs. They wanted to finish up the movie we were watching this morning, so I turned it on while I started prepping for dinner. We had an early dinner, around 515pm. We had the same routine as last night – bath first, then movie night. We only watched about an hour of it, since it was getting late. Each got to pick out a book, and then it was lights out. Brandon should have been tired, but I think he was overly so, since he started crying for Daddy and making a scene. That lead to me turning off his radio. Peyton was still tired, falling asleep at 815pm, but she, too, was whining for Daddy. I don’t know if she was just feeding off of Brandon. I think the nighttime is the worst, since he does most of the bedtime routine. The kids were good at reminding me all the steps – brushing, flossing, fluoride. They don’t really miss him during the day, it’s just at night. He did call today, but Brandon only said, “Hi! I miss the book that I left in your car.” Is that the only reason he misses Daddy?? Dave had taken him to school last, and the things he had last are still in his car. Peyton just said, “Hi, Daddy,” and then walked away. With the time difference, it’s hard to coordinate phone calls. At least he arrived safe and sound. He even got upgraded to a loft suite, which by his report, was 1200 square feet. He’ll probably get kicked out when they reassign him to his own level room, but he took pictures of it, while it lasted.
I’ve been on the hunt for a very specific pumpkin mochi recipe for sometime now. You could call it a borderline obsession. Ever since I purchased it at a Japanese Craft fair years ago I’ve been trying to figure out the recipe. I even tried to get the recipe from the vendor directly only to be denied. However, recently I came into possession of the recipe. It tastes just like the mochi at the fair. The only difference is I’m sharing the recipe with all of you. Hope you like it.