Funny story: I had a professor in grad school (he was just an adjunct professor if that matters) who one day went on a rant about how Christopher Columbus was a Jew and the whole New World exploration was part of a larger Jewish plot to spread their influence worldwide. Yes, really. Since I can't keep my mouth shut, I pointed out to him that not many Jews are named Christopher, but he brushed that off as "Jewish trickery".
I filed a formal complaint with the university and not surprisingly, that was the last semester he was allowed to teach there. That was the 2nd time I had a class that resulted in the removal of a faculty member, so yay me?
Anyway, back to my current much less anti-Semitic life. Tomorrow I'm engaging in a pretty insane activity for someone who is 9 months pregnant: taking a toddler to a Wiggles concert in D.C.!
|Sadly, I know all the words to all of their songs|
The D.C. date was added late and this is the Wiggles' last tour before most of them retire, so this is a one time opportunity that I couldn't pass up. I mean, I think Faith might be one of their biggest fans.
|She even has a Dorothy the Dinosaur backpack that she wears as she watches|
My husband will already be downtown for a briefing, so I'm going to have to meet him at the metro station. Hopefully Faith still thinks the metro is really fun, otherwise I apologize in advance to anyone riding the green line tomorrow.
We won't get back from the concert until dinner time, so we're sending the dog to the kennel, partly because of her time sensitive medication needs and partly because she's an awful dog.
|I have no shame|
Here's what she has done today:
Woke everyone up early, including Faith who was extremely cranky all morning as a result.
Vomited all over the kitchen (unrelated to getting up early).
Got her collar stuck in the dishwasher and pulled out the whole bottom shelf and broke a plate.
Paced and whined all day despite a long walk and playtime in the yard.
Purposefully knocked over Faith's Elmo toy with her nose and then seemed to enjoy her tears.
Yes, it's been a banner day for the dog.
We had a cold front move through yesterday and I'm finally comfortable in terms of temperature. Too bad that means everyone else is freezing.
|Mommy, why are you wearing short sleeves?|
I swear it's not that cold in the house (66/67 degrees? Not bad at all) and my husband finally turned on the fire. He was waiting for me to ask him to do it, but that was a game of chicken that he lost. Having the other person believe that you are insane is key to winning a game of chicken. Thank you game theory for that gem.
|I don't understand this "I feel cold" thing|
Just so you can enjoy the insanity of a 2 year old, here is Faith practicing her counting. It's funny how it goes 1,2,3,4,5,6...9....TWELVE! My in-laws got her these work books and she loves practicing her "math" with my husband.
Which would you rather do: take a toddler to a Wiggles concert or not be allowed to turn your heat above 65 degrees all winter? Choose wisely.