DH took the day off

Wednesday we went to an amusement park with the kids. It wasn't too bad. T was still scared of anything coasterlike (even the baby ones) but we had fun. I learned a lesson there. Don't just take a change of clothes for the baby. Take one for yourself. C must have gotten too hot for the second week in a row (and yes we were pumping her full of fluids) because when I went to change her diaper she threw up all over me TWICE. Luckily, she felt better after that. I bought an overpriced souvenir tee shirt and we continued on. My SIL that lives near there came an joined us for a couple of hours. She even watched a couple of the kids that didn't want/couldn't go on a fun ride and let us go together. How great is that. We haven't been on many rides together except the carousel since we started with the bambinos. We're okay with it. But still, it was a nice treat.

Thursday we had a race. DH won his division again. He's getting faster and faster. I'm amazed at how well his body is adapting to running. None of the kids placed in the kids run. D did the best with a sixth place finish in his category. M was her good ol' slow and steady (just like the mom) and T had problems with his asthma. He had been puffing on his inhaler the night before but it wasn't good enough and he struggled. But it was fun and that was the most important thing. We then watched part of the parade until S decided to eat an opened piece of candy off of the ground. It grossed DH out and we left and went home.

Today T went to the dentist to have a bunch of work done. His appointment was supposed to be for one hour and fifteen minutes and lasted over two hours. He now has a spacer. It made for a crazy day because I came home and picked M up for dance and off we went back in the same direction. Had I known the appointment was going to go over so much I would have just taken her with me.

The baby's tummy is bothering her today. I don't know what she got into or what is bothering her but it's awful. Just about the worst it has been in a long time.

S actually took a nap today on the floor. She must have been wiped out because that is a rare occurrence.

D had a good day but a rough evening. He became an even better cartwheeler. He's quite proud of it. But he wasn't quite so good at telling the truth. He made up a story right before prayers about killing an ant. (I tell them all the time we need to keep food off the floor to keep ants in the yard.) First he killed it on his leg, then between his fingers. But I was sitting beside him the entire time and there was no ant. Then he was mad because we were saying he wasn't being a truth teller. He started blaming us. He had a time out and came back and changed his story and then said that he had squished an ant with his foot. You can always tell when he lies because he mumbles and looks down. He kept getting mad at us over and over saying everything was out fault. Finally we established which things were truths. It was true that he was frustrated. Why was he frustrated? He didn't like us telling him that we thought he was lying. But were we telling the truth, yes. It's exhausting. He makes everything either happy or angry. We are trying to get him to branch out into frustrated, sad, nervous, etc. In then end he got a hug and went to bed feeling better knowing we knew he was making up stories. Who cares about the story. It's the fact that he thinks he can lie and get away with it that is a problem. There is a consequence because lying is against the rules at his summer program. It's not going to be good on his report on Monday. Luckily, that isn't my call to make because it's their rule to drop his level when he does that.

And with that I go to bed. Tomorrow is a busy day just like all the rest.