Tuesday, August 12, 2008 by Amy
Ah, where to start?
I have been painting at Riley's school these past two days. I start at about 9:30 and go to about 3. I have been painting furniture so far. I try to do a good job, but some of the furniture is so over-painted already that I'm really just filling in chips and covering scrapes. I haven't started on the walls yet. After the furniture, with all their nooks and crannies, I think walls will be fast and fun.
So, yesterday Rudi took the girls to the mall while I was painting. When I come home Avery says "Mommy, why does my tummy hurt?" I ask her if it's because she's hungry, which is usually the culprit. Rudi says "Oh no, she ate a bunch of chicken nuggets at Chick-Fil-A!" I say "They fry in peanut oil!!!" He felt so bad. He really felt horrible. He was upset that they didn't have a sign up or anything. Well, Avery had a stomach ache all night long and a couple bouts of diarrhea. Which does not mix well with a kids who's been recently potty trained. She actually made it to the potty twice, and kind of went a little in her undies once (about which she remarked "It looks like oatmeal! That be gross if someone ate it!") So I don't know what to think about the situation. On one hand, I'm glad to know that she won't die if she accidentally eats something fried in peanut oil (although we don't eat fried food anyway, just when Rudi's in charge apparently). But on the other hand, I've heard that some peanut-allergic people don't react to peanut oil because it's been refined so much. Well, Avery had a reaction, just not an anaphylactic one. Hmmmmm...maybe I'll post in the allergies forum at MotheringDotCommune.
Well, the house is a wreck since Rudi has been watching the girls. And I have Isaiah and Ariana tomorrow, so I need it clean pronto. I'm starting in the kitchen. Fun. While Rudi sleeps on the couch.
Oh, speaking of oatmeal. I was telling Avery how Little Sweetheart is going to the vet next month to make sure she's healthy and to get her shots. And I kind of said to Rudi, "And to get her ovaries out, ha ha!" And Avery said, with a look of total bewilderment "To get her oatmeal taken out?" Funny stuff.
Oh, and I'm unnaturally excited about single-stream recycling! No more sorting! At all! All plastics 1-7, newspaper, cardboard, glass, paper, aluminum, everything all in one bag. Sweet.
I'm also all excited about the milk I got on sale at the grand re-opening of a near-by King Soopers. 99 cents for a gallon! Yes, I said 99 cents a gallon! Score. I need to go back for more. I only had a hand-basket and could only carry one gallon. I'll probably get another one or two. I mean, for 99 cents? That's unheard of! I wonder how long the sale will be going on...