A Day In the Life 06.23.10

7:35AM Up.

8:27AM Out the door. Headed to swim. Listening to the Glee soundtrack in the car. Noah’s insisting on "Gives You Hell" on repeat. Hmmm... wondering if I should be more concerned with the minor bad words in the lyrics. Decide to change to track no. 17 “Give Up the Funk.”

8:45AM Pull into Starbucks. Grande skinny latte for Momma and a chocolate milk for Noah. A little fuel for our morning.

8:56AM Pull up at swim. Dress out. Grab a green chip, and join the crowd ready to go into the pool.  Can you spy Noah?

9:14AM Mrs. S dumps Noah into the center of the pool, watches and waits for him to come up for air and attempt to float on his back. He gets his head up with his arms and legs hanging straight down treading furiously underwater. No solo back floating, but at least he doesn’t drown.

9:34AM Class over. Pokes his head out of the pool area and walks back for his pink lollipop. We head outside to change.

9:39AM Back in the car heading to OT.

10:02AM Step into the elevator. Running a few minutes behind schedule.

10:30AM - Asks OT for colors, and says “let's do the alphabet.” OT is happy with Noah’s decisive attitude.

10:42AM Not only tolerates, but enjoys some swinging in a blanket held by me and OT. OT and I count the swings. Noah requests more swinging in increasing increments of 2s. 10, 12, 14, then 18. 18 proves to be too high of a number for Noah to tolerate.  Momma begins to worry that Noah's math skills will soon surpass her own. 

11:00AM Back in the elevator. Heading to car. Talking about lunch and chocolate milk.

11:14AM Lunch at Pei Wei. Momma has some beef fried rice while Noah has sweet and sour chicken, applesauce, a chocolate chip cookie and chocolate milk.

11:49AM En route to speech therapy. Catch up with blog follower and old college roommate, Carla. Would love to have more time to impart my knowledge on all things baby registry. Check this and this post out.

12:06PM Running behind schedule, again.

12:16PM Listening outside door as Noah has speech therapy. Lots of feet stomping and "quiet feet" from therapist.

12:58PM Done with speech. In car. Heading home.

1:36PM Home. Attempt #1 for a nap.

1:45PM How does my countertop get so messy? Guess I should get to some housework.

2:15PM Kitchen clean. No nap for Noah.

2:52PM A liberal amount of Blue Lizard applied. Headed back out the door to meet mom’s group at the park.

3:07PM Pull up at the park. Thinking the overcast sky might make being outside in the 95 degree heat a tad more tolerable.  Noah still manages to get super hot and sweaty.  Notice how badly he needs a haircut.

3:22PM Meet up with our friend  Henry.  Note the air beneath Noah's feet.

3:51PM Still going strong (or should I say running on fumes) at the train park. Figured out a way to get Noah to drink water.

4:21PM Still at the park. Thinking of strategies to keep him awake on the ride home.

4:36 PM Leave park kicking and screaming.  Almost lose a croc in the process.  Totally recover in the parking lot thanks to the 4 pink jellybean from our good friend Mrs. Judi.

5:10PM Home again. Very dirty. A little hungry and extremely tired.

5:36PM Nothing like a hot shower to get off the day’s dirt.

6:02PM And, we're done.