Today was quite the whirlwind. Although, it was really a lovely day too.
Since it's Good Friday, Jon had today off from work, so he watched the kids while I got up early, went by the office, and went for a run. I haven't gone running in the morning for awhile now. And last time, it was 'brr cold!!' There is just something so serene about running in the cool of the morning. But, half way through I realized I'd forgotten to take my thyroid pill. Fail - so I've been jittery and in a weird mood all day. I'm not a fan.
After my glorious run, the kids and I went to The Zoo with Sheraline and her girls, while Jon did some yard work undisturbed. I really thought he was just doing yard work and not digging up the whole yard [more on this later]. The Zoo was quite eventful. Chasing 4 very excited children around = 2 very exhausted mommies.
So we took a little break.
We saw the two beautiful male peacocks chasing each other around and didn't think anything of it. Just doing their territorial thing. You know...whatever. Then Isaiah started squealing and making this obnoxious new noise he's come up with. I turned around to see both peacocks chasing him. Uhm...excuse me!! That's my child you're messing with! Back off! With a little yelling and arm flapping they went their merry way. Crisis averted.
It was a little toasty out, so we decided to let the kids cool off a little. We took their shoes and socks off, rolled up their pants, and let them dip their feet in the little pond by the buffalo statues. Well - Isaiah has this nasty habit of taking off his clothes when they're wet...even just a tiny bit wet.
Yes, I think you know where this is going.
I had pulled Jayme out to put her shoes back on so we could see a few more animals. Sheraline starts giggling and says "Hey! Look in front of you!" I looked up to find Isaiah butt naked. Uhm...sir. First of all, thanks for the embarrassment. Second, how the frick did you get those off so quick!?!? And third, we DO NOT take off our clothes in public!! Oy!!!
So we quickly redressed him and went on our own merry way without making eye contact with any onlookers. Awkward.
The rest of our Zoo trip went on with out a hitch. We even saw a baby elephant up close. The kids were super excited about that, especially!
On the way home, Isaiah fell asleep, of course. Nothing unusual about that. And he has been doing super good with the whole potty training thing. I'm not just saying that. Anyway, he peed on the way home. Sigh. So once I got him inside and all settled, I took his seat apart so I could wash it. I stuck it in the washer with the load that was waiting, put the detergent in and pulled the knob for the water. No water. What? Why? Noooo!!!!!
I ran to the kitchen sink. No water there either...and no water anywhere. I stuck my head out the back door to discover that Jon had ran a trencher around the whole back yard. So I have a 2 foot moat waiting for the irrigation system he's putting in. Okay - so...he turned off the water and didn't tell me. Fine, Whatever. No big deal. I'll just have him turn it back on as soon as he gets home. I figured I would check my e-mail and what not since I didn't do that this morning.
Yeah - No. My internet wasn't working. I did the usual things Jon has showed me to do. Disconnect. Connect. Check router. Reset router. Restart computer. Blah blah blah...so on and so forth. Nothing worked. When Jon got home, I spilled on him our days adventures and how I really needed the water back on so Isaiah's car seat could be cleaned, and how I felt severely disconnected without internet and asked him to fix it.
The water was no big deal. Just turn the knob out by the street. Tada!! However, he discovered he had cut the internet cable while he was running the trencher. Fail. Thank goodness for his experience in the telecommunications world. He had that cable spliced, and repaired in no time.
We met my family for dinner and some park time. Lovely. That was pretty uneventful, aside from losing our brand new $11.00 Frisbee in a tree. Fail...again. After about 20 minutes of trying to rescue the poor Frisbee we gave up and played soccer for awhile. Daddy and I, apparently can't beat the boys on the soccer field like we used to be able to on the basketball court. It was fun anyway.
And that, my lovely friends, is a wrap.
I'm ready for some serious sleeping.
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