Home of the Brave

That was a good weekend.

We had our Fourth of July celebration with my parents and my brother. (Sam's in Montana visiting her family, so John was on his own.) BLTs, corn on the cob, and watermelon FTW! I ate obscene amounts of food, though not quite as much as I'd expected to, actually: Two open-faced sandwiches, two cobs of corn, a largish serving of green beans, and a big slice of watermelon. Plus an extra slice or two of tomato and few extra strips of bacon. Mmm, bacon.



Saturday, Matt took Penny to the library to turn in her books and get some new ones, and then in the afternoon, we dropped Alex off with my parents and took her to see WALL-E. She was weirdly reluctant to go, at first, but we lured her in with the promise of popcorn.

We really enjoyed it -- it was cute and funny. Penny didn't talk too much, at least not until near the end, when she was getting restless. And she actually paid attention to the story more than she has in the past -- she spent the rest of the weekend asking me questions about various parts of the movie, instead of just locking in on a particular scene from the beginning.

(Doing her BG check and insulin dose in a dark theater was, on the other hand, not oodles of fun. I'll be glad when she's older and we can dose her before she eats.)

Sunday was a bit calmer; Penny spent most of the afternoon playing with Ray either at our house or at his. It was nice how they're willing to play with each other more than insisting on parental participation. Maybe by next summer, they'll be able to play without immediate parental supervision, too. (Actually, I'd be okay with the kids doing their own thing while they're inside -- I'm still not sold on their safety skills for playing outside solo. But one of Ray's folks always comes with him when he comes over -- he's only just four, so I can't blame them for wanting to keep closer tabs on him. But it means that when Penny goes over to his house, Matt or I go with her just so they don't have to do all the supervision.)

Alex was mildly fussy all day Sunday, and taking lots of naps. We suspect he might be teething again. The timing seems about right; it's been six weeks or so since his first two teeth broke through. Matt tried smearing some Anbesol Jr. on his gums, though, and it didn't seem to help his mood. (We did get some amusement out of the faces he was making, at least.)