Nothing much going on the past couple of days. Still not much gas here in Charlotte. Talk about annoying. I have 3/4 of a tank but we might be cruising around in Todd's sedan this weekend just to conserve. They say that we'll be back to normal by early October. Who knows.
Ri had dance today. She participated about 50% of the time. Sometimes 'dancing,' sometimes playing around. The 'teacher' said "she didn't have a good day today" to me after class. I asked why and she said she didn't want to do everything. FOR GOD SAKES- SHE'S TWO! A young two at that. If she's not crying for me and somewhat participates that's good news for me. It's not like they're practicing for the Nutcracker. It's just the local YMCA teaching dance in a chilly room not meant for dance.
Here are some pics of her right before her class (she's also eating a snack!):
Jack only has school from 9-12 on Fridays and we usually hit Chic-Fi-La afterwords. On the way there today Ri said out of the blue: "fucking noise....fucking noise....fucking noise." I swear to you she said that. Clear as day. And then Pete and Repeat kicked in and Jack had to yell out: MOM- Riley just said FUCKING NOISE!
Got ya Jack. I was actually trying to ignore her but that's not the case now. I really don't know where she got that one. We've been having issues with her saying 'poo poo' and 'but' lately but the F bomb- that's new.
It's a rainy gross day here. We're chillin' in the playroom right now, watching Ratatouille, playing cars, coloring, making a mess. Rainy day stuff.
Until next time....
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