Spent today doing my favorite thing, babysitting B! We had a great morning. After he made sure all of his toys were in place, the magnets were lined up on the fridge, the cats had been patted and hugged, and he had taken all of the books off the shelf, we had some breakfast. Our normal day is that after breakfast we play for a bit, have a diaper change and he is ready for a nap when he crawls down the hall and into his room. (I didn't teach him that, when this boy is ready for bed, he is ready for bed)! Today was no exception and we turned on the notebook, found his white noise app, popped him into bed and did our blanket ritual. I gave him his pacifier and off to sleep he went.
Once he falls asleep, I do a few chores, start to make a chicken lasagna and check my email, I had enough time to find out I won a whopping twenty bucks in the Powerball!! My highest win to date so as you can imagine I am feeling pretty darn good. When will I learn that being lucky never pays off!
There are now four simultaneous events:
- The phone makes that irritating you have a text message noise, not once but twice.
- The doorbell rings, Backyard Produce is here.
- The timer for the lasagna noodles goes off.
- The rain storm that had passed through decided to say goodbye with several very large and loud claps of thunder.
For those who don't know, B does not like thunder! As I answer the door, the timer goes off again and the baby monitor starts broadcasting loud wailing! Whenever the monitor emits anything remotely resembling a cry the kids feel the need to chime in and meow until the baby is removed from his crib. The poor Backyard Produce driver hands me my box and instead of our usual chat he is off and running!
I rescue the boy, turn off the white noise, turn off the timer, turn off the stove, change a diaper and settle in for the thunder to pass. This involves Mickey Mouse Clubhouse (a rare treat, we usually do Pandora, Grandma is still not a big fan of too much tv for kids). However, I do keep four MMC episodes on the DVR for emergencies situations - after all, I am the grandma!
Needless to say, the lasagna didn't get made until after lunch which we had once the storm passed. A scientific fact that I discovered is that thunder turns B into a magnet and it turns my leg, arm, lap, side (you get the idea) into the metal surface that the magnet sticks to. I am sure you can all imagine what a hardship having his cute little self cuddled up to me is!
Luckily the lasagna was completed in time for half of it to get sent home with B and the other half to be devoured by a very wet, hungry and tired Joe! I even saved a bit of the chicken to make him some salad for tomorrow's lunch!
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