Emma actually wore her hat for a little while at storytime before she tossed it off. Too too cute.
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This weekend MawMaw came for a visit. It was FABULOUS! As usual, our trip flew by way too quickly. We were able to eat some delicious foods and enjoy some wonderful visiting time. Mom, Emma and I went to the mall on Saturday to do a little shopping and to eat at the food court for lunch. Emma had a smoothie from a stand and LOVED it. At the end of our mall trip we took her to the playground for some running time and there was the most awful grandma (at least I think it was grandma and not mama) there. We are sitting there watching Emma play and a little boy comes up and pushes her down. She turns and glares at him. At this point I'm standing up and walking over there just to mediate, if need be, and I tell her, "Good glare, Emma!" Emma stands up and the little boy pushes her AGAIN at which point I hold my finger (pointer finger) up to him and give a VERY firm, "NO!". Then the little shit tries to strangle Emma at which point I take Emma and turn to him, wagging my finger emphatically and saying, "DON'T YOU DARE!!!!" Grandma (who is mom's age- not a granny by any means) doesn't say a word and just takes him away. I'm sorry, but had Emma tried to push or heaven forbid strangle a child I would've given her what for and she would've been done at the playground and my extreme apology given to the other mother. Needless to say, I followed Emma closely around the playground from there until the little boy left. Bad boy. BAD BAD BAD parenting/guardianship old lady. Toddler fighting may be a sport in your country- but not in mine and NOT with my child. Tell your little brat to behave himself.
Zack and I tried to go on a date Saturday night. We went to a new restaurant with Emma and Mawmaw for dinner (which was delicious!). It was a local smokehouse and they completely sold out of all of their meat while we were there. Yummmmmm. Then Zack and I dropped Mawmaw and Emma off at home and went to go to an 8:30 movie to see American Sniper. It was sold out and the next movie wasn't until 10pm. So we tried to go get a yogurt at Orange Leaf. We get there and there is no seating and it's filled with noisy kids. I'm not wanting to stand and eat and also don't want to go somewhere on a date that I could easily take Emma anytime. Next we go to a restaurant called "The Pub" to get some drinks and just talk and relax together. We walk in, the hostess takes us to a table and I am getting ready to heft my big ol' pregnant belly up into the raised seat when a waitress hustles over, whispers to the hostess who then comes to unceremoniously evict us from our table, saying it's reserved. There are no other tables. We leave. I start crying. We go home early to a startled MawMaw who doesn't expect us home for a long time yet. Sigh... That date was an epic fail. All I wanted was to do something fun and adult without Emma and it was an abysmal failure. We'll try again in a month. By that time when MawMaw comes for another visit the movie shouldn't be sold out and I'll get reservations for drinks afterwards. We'll do both to make up for this one not working. Sigh...
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