Thursday we slept late, meaning Sam let me sleep until after 9, I wrote a couple blog posts, and drank coffee until Dan woke up at noon. Originally we were supposed to go to ECFE as a family, go to the eye doctor to get me some new glasses and a checkup, and then hit the road. Since we were sick I called to let them know we wouldn't be at school and it turned out that the eye doctor took our vision insurance, but not our health insurance so we couldn't get the exams paid for, so I cancelled that, too. I had lost my voice so I had Dan research it and call around to see if we could get an appointment for Thursday afternoon or Friday. Most of the rest of the day was spent vegging out, and working on this lovely chenille afghan I made just for us:
Friday was filled with errands. Dan got me an eye appointment at Sam's Club, so I did that, but while they accepted the health insurance, they did not accept the vision insurance so I couldn't order glasses. So we decided to go have lunch and pick up Dan's sunglasses at Target, and order me glasses there as well. By the time we were done at Target, Sam had literally fallen asleep in his seat in the cart, so we went home, thinking he would nap. Nope! But I did. Dan let me take a 4 hour nap while he watched Sam. It was glorious. Sam never did take a real nap, but he did go to sleep at a reasonable hour (for him, which means 10:30.) We still felt pretty crummy, but made a resolution to do something fun on Saturday.
Saturday. Hahaha. Something fun. If you call forcing a small strong willed child to have his hair cut against his wishes, then I guess we had fun. It was seriously traumatizing. And it even looks like crap. What do other moms with sensory kids do about haircuts? We had originally planned to go shopping afterward, but instead went straight home and gave him a bath, put him in pajamas (at 5 pm) and let him nap.
Before the haircut we were able to have a little snack at Applebees since there was an hour wait at Kids' Hair. So that was slightly fun. Dan had vetoed the zoo since he was still not feeling well and didn't want to do a ton of walking early in the day. I managed to get in a trip to the grocery store and fabric store and get a small craft project completed, so the day wasn't a total waste. And Sam is no longer shaggy. So there's that.
Sunday we needed to go pick up our share of the half cow my parents bought. I realized there was no time left to do anything fun if I wanted to get the Christmas decorating done. Decisions, decisions. I put a pork loin roast in the crock pot before I left to pick up the meat. 1/16 of a cow is still a good amount of meat, in case anyone was curious. This year is the first year we participated in buying meat "on the hoof" with my parents and uncle & aunt. My parents bought two pigs and half a cow to split among eight families. Uncle Merle knows a guy. My parents are the street-level dealers. ;) Actually they divide the meat as fairly as possible and we all pay the same amount, so it's more of an informal co-op than anything else. Merle knows the farmers, so my parents directly pay both the farmer and butcher, not some nameless corporation, and then we split the cost (plus gas) equally. It's as close to eating local as we can do at the moment. My freezer is FULL.
I got home around 2; early enough that we still could have gone somewhere if the boys had been in the mood. They weren't. I worked on a few holiday projects and cleaned up the living room. I haven't made a decision about how and where to put up the tree this year, but it's not looking like there will be much decorating here after all. Later on, I picked up the last of the yarn I needed to buy for afghans, since Michael's was having a sale and a coupon special from 4pm-9pm only. I also shopped for a Christmas outfit or sweater for myself and an outfit for Sam at Kohl's and came home empty-handed. Worst case, we'll wear things we already own.
Monday morning bright and early Maggie arrived. We'd gotten on a stay-up-late and sleep in schedule, and going back to my normal routine kind of sucked. Well, except that she was sleepy when she arrived, promptly fell asleep in the rocker, and slept in the crib until after 10 when I woke her. The rest of the morning was pretty lazy/routine. Maggie ate, I drank coffee, Sam ate, I changed several diapers, etc. etc. Dan had to do a little work from home on his laptop in the basement. We'd planned to maybe do a little mall walking and present shopping in the afternoon, but Maggie fell asleep at an inopportune time so we decided to just stay home. Dan decided to go car shopping while it was daylight, he had the day off, and the weather wasn't bad.
We'd been looking for a minivan off and on for a couple months, and he finally found one that was (knock on wood) perfect. He stopped home after Maggie left to pick Sam and me up to give it another test drive and make the decision together. We both agreed so we bought it! I can be a real soccer mom now. Woo-hoo. It has fancy automatic doors, heated seats, and a built in DVD player. I am super excited for the next adventure we go on, and if we go on a real family vacation, I can sit in the back and watch movies with Sam.
So that's what we did. Nothing too fun, but we did get new glasses ordered, Sam's hair dealt with, bought a new vehicle, and I got a bunch of crafting done. Not too shabby for a 4 or 5 day weekend when everyone was sick. (By the way, Sam and I are feeling much better, but Dan's head is still stuffy. I'll send him to the doctor if it continues much longer.)
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