One of those days...

Actually it has been two yucky days. Katie visited us for about 3 1/2 weeks and she left yesterday...tear :-/ We all miss her so much, but none of us as much as Thomas. I honestly think that he is going through a bit of a baby depression if there is such a thing! And, of all people, he is taking it out on me! Like I made Katie go away or something (thanks Kris)! Katie said her goodbyes to Thomas, Bobby, and Josh Sunday night and she and I left for the airport at 4:20 yesterday morning. So, Thomas didn't get to see her after he woke up yesterday morning. When he woke up, I fixed his breakfast and then went in his room to get him out of the crib... well, he smiled when he saw me and then looked around me and said "Ne-TIE?" which is how he said Katie's name most of her time here. When Katie didn't pop through his bedroom door, the whining started and it hasn't stopped yet! He wouldn't even come to me so that I could get him out of his crib! When I would reach out for him, he would just sit down and cry. I mean I know Katie was fun and all, but what about me...? Oh well, he will get use to boring old Mom again sometime soon again. Add to Thomas' poopy mood, our cable and internet is out and has been since about noon yesterday. So, I have gotten a lot done in the house, but I haven't been able to do any work on the computer or have Thomas' cartoons on. This is when that ipod that Bobby has trying to convince me I needed would come in handy... ha ha! Time Warner has been giving me the run-around all day, so now I am connected to someone else's wireless network... shhhh- don't tell! Anyway, I just needed to vent about my day. This is one of those days that I REALLY want something salty and starchy followed my something gooey and chocolate- neither of which am I suppose to have... UGH! So, Thomas' whines were just getting on my nerves again, so I took him to get some vanilla ice cream. Poor guy- I feel really sorry for him. So I sat in the floor of our family room (aka- Thomas' play room!) and fed him ice cream and I... well I just licked the spoon when he was done. Not quite what I was craving, but it made him happy, which made me happy. He made his high-pitched squealing noises he makes when he is just delighted with something! So, don't judge me for getting him ice cream, we all need something sweet to make us feel better sometime. His was ice cream and mine was that sweet face full of joy!

Until next time, Becky (and Thomas)