Leap Day

It was 70 degrees here on Leap Day so we made the most of it. Mary hasn't been feeling well so she woke up around 5am. What a wonderful way to start the day! (Do you sense the sarcasm?) After she laid in bed with us, awake, for the next hour and a half, we noticed that she felt feverish so we gave her some children's ibuprofen and some water to wash it down. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time but at 7am while I was feeding Patrick, Mary wandered into the nursery and Ryan said that she wanted to tell me that her tummy hurt. Then she threw up all over me, Patrick, the rug, the boppy pillow and Llama Llama Misses Mama. Bummer. But the good news was that she felt better. So we ate some breakfast and went about our morning. I asked Mary multiple times if she wanted to go to ballet class at 10am and she kept saying no so I didn't want to push it if she wasn't feeling well. At 10:15 she realized that we weren't at ballet class and had meltdown #1 of the day. I called the dance studio and asked if she could take the 11am class instead that day, which she could, so crisis averted. (Don't judge me for sending my feverish, vomiting child to dance class. We needed to get out of the house.)

Ballet class was wonderful and the moms were allowed in the studio for the last five minutes of class to watch the recital dance they've been practicing. Except this wasn't Mary's usual class so she didn't know the dance; she just twirled and jumped her heart out anyway.

I caved in to meltdown #2 on the way home and stopped at Arby's for a kid's meal. (Don't judge me for feeding my feverish, previously vomiting kid fast food.) While Mary took her afternoon nap, Patrick practiced using his baby gut to prop himself in the sitting position. He can officially sit up by himself now! 

After everyone was up from their naps, we played outside. It was an amazingly beautiful day and it started off great. We played soccer and Mary rode her bike.

Then we made the mistake of riding past the neighbor kids' house and she wanted to go up their driveway and right in their house to play with Sunny's (her friend's) baby dolls. Well, it was dinnertime and we had to go home. Cue meltdown #7 (at least) of the day. Mary was hysterical, flung herself in the middle of the street, complete with oncoming cars and then finished her fit on the curb where I stuck her after I extracted her from traffic. And then I did what any mother would do, and took pictures of her crying on the curb. Cute, right?

Hopefully our next Leap Day will be just as awesome!