It was a busy weekend at the Stone house. We pretty much moved non-stop until tonight, which would lead one to think that the kids are now tucked away, snoozing, and dreaming wondrous dreams. Absolutely not. Dustin and I were finishing up The Marriage Ref on DVR (P.S. Hilarious show -- highly recommend it depending on who the panel is) and I hear that huge toddler sniffle (the one where it sounds like an entire noseful of snot just made its way back home). I said, "Dustin, press pause, what is that? Is Elliot awake?" He said, "I don't know, go check on him." I practically ran him over with his own bedroom door. That little rugrat was laying on the hardwood floor against the door, listening to The Marriage Ref. I said, "What are you doing?" "I don't know," he said. "You don't know?!?! Get your butt back in bed." The crazy thing is, he seemed really surprised at my response. "Mommy," he whimpered ... "I love you." I am still shaking my head.
Elliot was the Superstar at pre-school this past week, which is basically the equivalent of being homecoming king for a 4 1/2 year old, and maybe that explains why he thought he was cool enough to bootleg The Marriage Ref at 9:30 on a Sunday night.
Saturday night, I went to our Social Butterfly event for CCRF. Libbi decided she was coming, too.
And finally my date showed up to resuce me! I was completely out of my element at what is considered one of the swankiest clubs in the city. It was all worth it though when I saw a woman faceplant on the sidewalk getting out of a limo while we were waiting for our car. Impeccable timing.
A good time was had by all, and I took it easy (for those of you worrying out there). 300+ people came out to support our mission to end childhood cancer, and many got silly drunk in the process (eh-hem, Vanessa and Jeremy).
Sunday was Children's Day at St. Joan's, and they kicked off the event with the pre-schoolers singing to the entire congregation. Elliot is in the upper left corner, and notice ... he is doing the exact opposite of every other kid in the bleachers. It looks like he is performing to an invisible audience sitting on the keyboard.
After church (and a delicious lunch at OC ... Mmmm, ranch) I completed a 6-mile training walk with Naomi, and then ended the day perfectly with a delish dinner on the deck. Libbi even tried her first corn on the cob and actually did it right ... eventually.
"What? I can do it this way if I want to."
Then, because Dustin was jealous of all the exercise I got this afternoon, he decided that he would finish his night with some "Elliot curls." Elliot hates this as I am sure you can imagine.
I better go make sure that Elliot is actually in his bed and not listening to the Family Guy under the door.