Guess who's got tghbe pleasure of sitting with both kids; and who got a seat across the aisle all by HIMself......
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A couple of days ago, my friend Red came over and introduced us to her new baby, Yummy. One week after coming home, they were already able to go out for a visit. Yummy is... delicious! So awake and curious. Dumpling, in her own way, was quite delighted. She paid little attention to Yummy during her visit, preferring to color and send Red and S home with some pictures. But after they left, boy, did she want to talk about Yummy and where she came from and China and all...
Before she left, I peddled my drug of choice, Top Chef, onto her iPod. Along with many, many other hours of television that were all ready for her new toy. She wanted to thank me by giving me a little something, but with all the talking, she forgot it in her car. So this time, she brought it. I'm not sure what she's saying.... it's subtle:
I was very tempted to crack it open tonight, after the manic packing of the last 3 days, but contrary to popular belief, I cannot drink an entire bottle of wine by myself in one night, so it would be a shame. I will keep it for a more appropriate desperate night!
I was also a little red in the face today... needing to go to the principal's office for Dumpling... that's right, 2 1/2 months into pre-K and we're at the principal's office! Truth be told, we asked for the meeting. Dumpling, you see, is not eating lunch at school. She's never been a good eater. Eating is an entire process that requires an enormous amount of parental intervention. We have down path now. But at school, she doens't eat. Which wouldn't be a big problem if she didn't come home a little after 2 pm. That's a long day to go without eating. So after asking the teacher nicely if they would encourage her to eat a little, or keep her dessert/treat from her until she at least made an attempt at her meal, we spoke to the head of the pre-K. But she felt it was about the actualy food I was sending: ie Dumpling didn't like her lunches. But that's not the issue, since she'll eat the exact lunch I sent the minute she gets home (with some parental encouragment).
We gave it time, we tried the non-pushy approach. But today, I spoke to the principal about it. Nobody knows what to do, we are waiting for some tips from a specialist. But in the mean time, the principal will speak to the teachers to see if they can give it a little more effort.
Finally, my last take on red is that my hair no longer is. I had it cut and I decided to go a little browner for the winter. So don't be suprised when you see the pictures from Florida!
House Packing: done, as of noon on Sunday. yeah!
Florida Packing: kids clothes, done. My clothes, done, with possibility of completely changing my mind. Hubs clothes: to be done.
Remaining to be done: cameras, chargers, iPods, wires of all kinds to attach iPods to TV or laptop, Laptop (!), some snacks so we don't have to purchase Disney-fied snacks every day. I did remember the floaties, must find sunscreen. Pharmaceuticals and sundries.
I think that's it. We might actually make this happen before Tuesday morning.
My friend Mrs. Figby must be packing this weekend, since she is about to move for the second time in a few months. Since I can't fly to NJ to help out, I thought I would do a little Sympathy Packing (think sympathy pregnancy pains) and pack up the entire first floor of my house. Just for fun.
Actually, it's for the floor sanding. This is why I have avoided having the floors done these last 4 years. Because my husband owns A LOT of books. And there is a lot of crap in my house. And we have soooo many sets of dishes in the dining room (Meat, Dairy, Passover Meat, Passover Dairy, and all assorted serving platters). Everything has to be boxed up and moved to the basement. The movers will come on Monday and put the furniture in the garage. Then, next Monday, right after we get back, we will do the entire thing in reverse. Fun!
Because the sanders come first thing Tuesday morning but we are not Florida-bound until Wednesday morning, we will be displaced people on Tuesday. Both girls have school, so we are good til early afternoon, at which point they will both be taken to their grand-parents for an afternoon of fun and a family dinner. Then we will be driven to the airport where we will spend the night.... at the hotel! (OK, I thought that was funny!!!!)
Actually, here is a note to adoptive parents. If you want to be sure to rock the boat with a kid that hasn't been home a year and is still freaked out by change: pack up an entire floor of your house! Beach Ball has been wandering around all day, wondering what the heck is going on. And then we are going to go the hotel for one night, and then on a plane, and then another hotel... Wait a minute! When we took Dumpling on a cruise, didn't I come back SWEARING I wouldn't do that the first year again.....
I did it. I signed up for NaBloPoMo and I will do my best to blog once a day in November. The first three posts will probably be cell-pics from our Disney Vacay. (Unless a previous commenter is right and I can snag some free WiFi there. Somehow, I can't imagine anything free at Disney!)
I will put two or three posts in the can just in case, but I will really attempt to bring you fresh non-sense daily. You have been for-warned.
I'm toying with the idea of doing the November Post-a-Day thing. But seing as I'll be at Disney for days 1 through 4, I'm not sure how that would work out.... I guess I could cell-photo blog.....
at the end of a row in the toy section, we came upon this:
When Dumpling saw it, her eyes started to bug out of her head and we quickly whisked her to the only-slightly-less-evil Barbies, where she was allowed to pick one new one, because frankly, the large collection of late 80's, early 90's hooker-Barbies we inherited is starting to freak me out. At least she picked a nice non-branded princess-type Barbie.
And we didn't bring home the pony!
Today, I had lunch with Gail Simmons and drinks with Anthony Bourdain. OK, sort of.....
Gail Simmons was the guest speaker at the annual women's fund-raising campaign in the Jewish community. I usually avoid those things like the plague, since I don't own pearls and my diamonds, though real, are dust compared to the rocks some of the ladies sport. But when I read that she was the guest speaker, I promptly made my donation and got a ticket. My friend S. who spearheaded the cookbook a few years ago, was a judge in the "cooking competition" they had, so she had dinner with Gail last night and was able to introduce me. Funny thing was, Top Chef isn't very well known around here, we are 6 months behind (unless you watch on illicit downloads like we do) so very few of the Ladies-Who-Lunch set had ever heard of her. Except for the fact that it turns out that she is also a McGill alum and is marrying a nice Jewish boy from right here! So she has strong ties to Montreal and lots of the ladies knew her has the fiancee-of-so-and-so.
My friend S. took a picture of us together, so as soon as she emails it to me, I'll show you guys.
Then, tonight, hubs and I had tickets to a book signing by Anthony Bourdain for his new book, No Reservation. We are big fans of his, both his books and his shows, and of course, he is a guest judge on Top Chef and writes a great blog about it. We didn't get to talk to him, because the theater was sold-out and we were up in the top, so by the time we got downstairs, the lineup was very, very long and as much as we enjoy him, I enjoy sitting in a restaurant more than I do waiting in line to have someone sign a book. But his chat was over an hour long and he was very funny and irreverent, and I had a glass of wine, so there you go!
Lunch with Gail and Drinks with Tony!
The weekend in Vermont didn't go so well. We did too much driving on the first day to get to Target, and the kids were beyond pissy by the time we unpacked and got out of the car. And we have a window issue at the condo and the whistling wind kept us up all night. Also, Beach Ball didn't want to go to bed in a big bed the first night... It sort of worked the second night, but she moves so much, she managed to push Dumpling out of the bed! This doesn't bode well for Disney!
For the second year, the outlets in Vermont let me down. JCrew yielded one sweater and B.R. 2 cropped jackets, but that was it for me. I didn't even buy much for the kiddos, since the OshKosh outlet closed. We did, however empty the grocery stores. We came home with 24 boxes of cereal, 18 boxes of Fruitabu roll ups, 16 jars of Seeds of Change pasta sauce, 5 packs of the new instant individual molten cakes I saw on TV, Paul Newman marinades and dressings. Why? It's all Kosher AND not sold in Canada.
Our border encounter went something like this:
border guard: "anything to declare?"
Husband: "I got some clothes for myself, a ski suit for my kid, a bunch of crap at Target and 300$ worth of cereal and fruit roll ups"
Border guard: "alcohol/tobacco"
Husband: "Nope, we are boring. Just Very Berry Kicks and Product 19. Oh, some Wheaties!"
Border Guard: "Have a nice day, you boring people"
In other news, I dropped like 5 things today. At work, I kept dropping some screws. The I came home to make dinner and dropped the rice box on the floor. And tonight, the dog was bugging me while I was mixing aforementioned molten cake and I dropped the bowl on the floor..... Maybe Mrs. Figby could diagnose me, because I'm sure I'm ignoring the symptoms of some horrible motor-skills disease....
I know this is not fair warning, as we are getting in the car in an hour, but if you live in southern Vermont, there will be no size 8 anything left at J Crew after I come through this weekend. There will be no size 39 shoes. There will probably one less purse at Coach. And kids clothes in sizes 3 and 5. Forget it! Because the Canadian dollar is STRONG people, so I don't even have to do my ususal 15% calculation and feel bad about how much I'm buying!
We are heading down for our annual stay at the mountain resort, complete with visitng our friends the wooden bears in the village, the requisted outlet shopping and the 1 hour drive to the only Target accessible from where we live! Which reminds me, if the Saratoga Springs Target is your usual haunt, stay out this weekend. There is going to be a crazed canadian blogger and her family stocking up on all manners of un-necessary stuff, just because it's from Target!