The Life and Times of Nino Beavers
Wednesday, December 22, 2004 at 08:28PM (Adapted from a psychotic email to Laura K., are you sorry you asked my dear ?)
Crazy day on Monday.
Guy was staying (ha!) with the girls this week and I'm staying with them the next. Both of their schools are closed for the holidays. See, Elle doesn't go to daycare. She goes to Preschool at a private school and they close for the holidays. I'm sure we could have signed them up for some kind of holiday camp but never having done that before, we opted out. OK I'm lying. It didn't really occur to us, so there was no opting out. Just a quick game of rock-paper-scissors to figure out who got them which week. He won. He only missed one day of work (we had the babysitter yesterday, the girls stayed with MIL today.) I will miss 5. Today was my last day 'til the 4th. But it'll be fun. Won't it? Please somebody, tell me it'll be fun.
So anyway, Guy called me in the morning telling me he needed me to keep the girls. The meeting he had the next day (for which we got our babysitter to watch the girls) was moved to Monday. He would be at my place of employment in 30 MINUTES. SHIT! What the *&%$ am I supposed to do with them? "Take them to lunch" he said. O-K.
We "made the switch" in the parking lot and I took them to McDonald's. Then we headed on over to Target where we proceeded to play for 2 hours. Elle was in a GREAT mood and we had a blast playing with all the toys and making fun of quite a few of them. There are some crazy ass toys out there.
Can I just tell you that those Boobah dolls scare the shit out of me? Because they do. Have you all seen them? You press their hand and they bob up and down making farting noises and the REAL freaky part is they do this Satanic head roll. I told Natalie to stop setting them off or I'd have nightmares. Naturally, this incited her to do it about a zillion more times all the while calling out "Moooom" in a sing-songy voice. Why must she torture me?
Anyway, playing at Target when you've got nothing better to do is quite fun and comes highly recommended. (Insert cheesy wink and toothy grin here)
I took them to Barnes & Noble next but at this time Elle was starting to lose it. Finally Guy called saying he was done and we headed back to my work where he met me for the "pick up." I felt like a fucking drug trafficker. Not to mention that we had hurricane force winds outside that day. It was sunny and gorgeous but windy as hell. So you can imagine the scene as we "brokered the deal" in my company's parking lot. I almost felt dirty. Almost. Quite frankly, I was mostly amused. We parted with, my God we're dorks!, a simultaneous "Nice doing business with you."
It's so odd to mix your work life with your home life. I tend to turn it off like a switch. The minute I leave home, I'm in work mode and vice versa (thanks to my flunky job quel J'ADORE) so it was just odd to have the girls in the middle of a work day. Made for an interesting one, that's for sure.
As I always say: Never a dull moment.
Reader Comments (4)
Jennifer
Elle is not really into Boobah but she loved those darned toys at the store. Note to self: look up Boobah schedule so as to avoid the show at all cost.LOL
She and Natalie kept putting the small "beanie" ones into the Barbie microwave and on the stovetop and "nuking" them. I was like:
THAT'S IT CHILDREN, THE DEMON TOYS MUST BE DESTROYED. lol
I already loved Target before this little excursion, but going *just* to play is TOO MUCH FUN. Who knew?
G'Night! Thanks for stopping by. :)
BTW I read your last entry and I bought Elle the V-Smile too but have decided to give it to her for her birthday in June. For Xmas she's getting the aforementioned Boobah Execution Device...I mean, the Barbie kitchen. roflol