Some of you guys have seen this picture on Facebook. It's been in the news that peanut butter prices are about to go up and, seriously, Autumn eats a lot of peanut butter. I don't know what we'll do if we ever have to go peanut free for her school. I knew Mike was going to get some extra jars from Costco. Thing is, it wasn't a couple...
Autumn is thrilled as you can see. She survived standing on the counter (with papa standing close by) but when she was helping Mike put away the jars, she TOTALLY DROPPED ONE on her toe. I don't think it's broken but after consulting Aunt Nurse Penny, she's definitely going to lose the nail. We're treating her with RICE, snuggles and pain relievers.
ANYWAY, Friday night and Saturday morning were much happier for the little miss although tomorrow is going to be sad for her because if her toe is still as bad as it was today, she's going to miss a birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese. If me accidentally bumping her foot sends her into a spiral of sadness, I don't think tennis shoes and lots of little kids hyped up on sugar is going to be a great idea.
Hopefully she can console herself with memories of...CAMPING!
She's been alllll about camping. I don't know what first put the idea in her head but she's been checking out books from the library about camping and "planning." What did she want at her campout? Thursday she told her Spanish teacher: "When the sun's awake, I'm going camping and we're gonna have a fire, a tent, sleeping bags, marshmallows, sticks, dirt and rocks." We managed to get all of that at Lainey and P'd's house on Friday night!
She wasn't super impressed with toasted marshmallows. She did not like burned ones. She did not like warm not burned ones. She did not like smores. I am guessing she would also not like green eggs and ham, Sam I am. I like smores and marshmallows (but not green eggs and ham).
I'm pretty sure this was some dramatic writhing over marshmallows.
We did have a minor casualty. Mike stabbed himself in the finger trying to get his chocolate and marshmallow onto the skewer together to toast over the fire rather than just putting the hot marshmallow on top of the chocolate bar.
This is the face of happiness.
She had her books, her ladybug light, her ladybug pillow pet, the sleeping bag, Tinker Bell tent, Tinker Bell pajamas, Tinker Bell book, Tinker Belle blanket, Belle necklace, Hello Kitty socks, aaaaand some water. As much as I despise the word glamping, this probably qualifies. The ladybug light provided some extra "stars," so there was that.
View of the fire from the tent.
A quick, comfy read before sleeping.
I was pretty surprised, she slept all night with no problems. I really thought I'd be ending this blog post with a funny story about Autumn hearing locusts or crickets and Mike and me having to haul her inside to calm her down! She did, of course, wake up at the crack of dawn which wasn't a huge deal because I was freezing and we had to get up to get ready for the zoo! But those pictures will have to wait...tune in next time!
We saw an ostrich and its eggs. I think these things are terrifying.
2 comments:
Ostriches are scary because there's not one nice Ostrich that wasn't raise from an egg to be petted by a person. They are MEAN sons of B's. I had a friend with an ostrich farm as a teen. Damn things will bite you for nothing.
I remember watching Mike Rowe try to wrangle ostriches on Dirty Jobs back when Mike had his man crush. They freaked me out before that, now I know they could keel me.
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