Tuesday, August 30, 2005

New Space

Well, I decided to move my blog over here and see if I'm any better about posting. Highly doubtful, but completely possible! So, for the 2 of you who may read this, here goes.

I took Katelyn to the playplace at Willow Bend Mall today and made another little girl cry. I know it sounds awful, but it was so not my fault! The girl was probably 3 or 4 and she was running around with her little sister by the arm. They came around a corner and plowed into Katelyn, knocking her to the ground. Now, Mama Bear wanted to come out full force, but it was an innocent accident, so I just smiled at the girls and asked Katelyn if she was okay. The older girl said, "Sorry, ma'am," and I said (very sweetly), "It's okay, just be careful, cause there are lots of little ones here today." She nodded and headed toward her mom, then burst into tears. Let me tell you, I felt horrible. If I had known she was so sensitive, I would never have said anything at all, but I'm so sick of people bringing their too big kids to a little kids play area and letting them run wild. It's not that big of a space and it also says to please not run. Of course, not one but me, Ms. Anal, reads the rules, I guess. Because it also says no food or drink, but I picked up (and even pryed out of Katelyn's mouth) about 5 pieces of crackers and such today. Arrrr! Anyway, Katelyn had fun. She walked up to a little boy about her size (even though he was probaby 2 1/2) and yelled "Ya, ya, ya!" right in his face. She loves to do that to unsuspecting kiddos. Anyway, this one yelled right back and she took a step back and stared at him like he was the coolest kid she had ever seen. They spent the next 10 minutes standing on the bench babbling at each other and bouncing up and down. It was really cute!

After we had lunch, I stopped in bath and body works to pick up some necessities. Yes, Randy, bubble bath is a necessity! Katelyn spied a bright pink rubber duckie and had to have it, so I added it to my little pile. She held that thing and chewed on its bill until naptime, when I tried to replace it with her baby doll. She was having none of that, so she is now sleeping with a pink plastic duck tucked under her arm. It's really rather hilarious to see. I should take a picture, but I am afraid of waking her up. I hope this isn't the new lovey we have to use every night. It's just not very cuddly, in my opinion, but I guess it's not my opinion that counts on this issue, huh?

Well, I need to go do some actual housework, so I'll call it a day here. If any of you are in the path of Katrina, I hope you're doing alright. Our prayers are with you.