silent house
D took A to the mall a few minutes ago, since it is too hot outside to take a walk without bursting into flames. I am still feeling whiny and fatigued, though much better than last week. 2 friends had mercy on me and babysat my son yesterday, since it was our 7-year wedding anniversary as well.
Today was okay till "the witching hour" of 5 PM, when A turns on the whine and sets his player to repeat. Even with a hefty dinner and a clean diaper, he still kept saying "bob.lally.lello, bob.lally.lello, lello, lello lally. BEEEE!" (translation: bob and larry video...please!! Bob and Larry being Veggie Tales characters he loves more than most real people). We had already watched a video--or deebeedeebee, as A calls them--earlier that day, and I just don't want him to sit around watching TV as a habit. As a visual person, it is my greatest temptation to zone out to whatever is on a screen, computer or otherwise. I could surf the web all day, reading pointless websites about Harry Potter theories or political cartoons, or if we had anything but basic cable, I would just watch "unwrapped" or the cartoon network like a vegetable. I really have no self-control in this area; it's not really a matter of snobbishness or elitism.
So I took A up to his room and tried to read a magazine while I waited for D to come home. Change of scenery or whatever. A is so cranky today, with a short nap, that every little thing frustrates him, which frustrates me, which makes me lose my cool, etc... And as they were leaving this evening, A was crying MAMA, MAMA, byebye, MAMA, la-lew (love you) and made me want to cry all over again. I would think he would jump at the chance to get away from the person who has clearly thwarted his plans for hours on end, but there you are.
The house is quiet. The AC is working overtime. There are all these new albums to listen to, and a great 80's mix from my birthday party. I just don't have the heart to listen to anything but the fan in my laptop and the ticking of the clock.
Today was okay till "the witching hour" of 5 PM, when A turns on the whine and sets his player to repeat. Even with a hefty dinner and a clean diaper, he still kept saying "bob.lally.lello, bob.lally.lello, lello, lello lally. BEEEE!" (translation: bob and larry video...please!! Bob and Larry being Veggie Tales characters he loves more than most real people). We had already watched a video--or deebeedeebee, as A calls them--earlier that day, and I just don't want him to sit around watching TV as a habit. As a visual person, it is my greatest temptation to zone out to whatever is on a screen, computer or otherwise. I could surf the web all day, reading pointless websites about Harry Potter theories or political cartoons, or if we had anything but basic cable, I would just watch "unwrapped" or the cartoon network like a vegetable. I really have no self-control in this area; it's not really a matter of snobbishness or elitism.
So I took A up to his room and tried to read a magazine while I waited for D to come home. Change of scenery or whatever. A is so cranky today, with a short nap, that every little thing frustrates him, which frustrates me, which makes me lose my cool, etc... And as they were leaving this evening, A was crying MAMA, MAMA, byebye, MAMA, la-lew (love you) and made me want to cry all over again. I would think he would jump at the chance to get away from the person who has clearly thwarted his plans for hours on end, but there you are.
The house is quiet. The AC is working overtime. There are all these new albums to listen to, and a great 80's mix from my birthday party. I just don't have the heart to listen to anything but the fan in my laptop and the ticking of the clock.
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