This was another confusing Monday, starting with no scrambled eggs and french toast for breakfast. Last Monday was also a regular breakfast day, instead of the usual thrill of scrambled eggs and french toast (no lie, it really is a thrill), but Yummy Breakfast showed up on Wednesday, instead, in honor of Yom Yerushalayim. Maybe we'll get Yummy Breakfast tomorrow, in honor of the 49th day of the omer? Maybe? Ah, heck, a girl can dream.
I did lots of apartment cleaning today, including secondary vomit-cleanup. Midnight is a good time for damage control, but a less-good time for a thorough cleanup.
Husbinator and I ate a super-fast lunch today, giving us time to pack before I got El Babe-o from El Daycare. -O. El Daycare-O. Don't know if I mentioned it, but we're going to Yerushalayim for Shavuot (and my interview the following day) and then visiting Adam for Shabbos. Adam being a community that we keep hearing about as a place we might like to live. So we're visiting for Shabbos. Because it's near Yerushalayim and we'll be there through Thursday, anyway.
When I did finally get Babe-O, we had a very nice wander on our way home, including talking to, um... Mrs. Mooshub? No... Mooshub's wife is in no way Mrs. Mooshub. No time to fix it! Must finish this and go to sleep! Right, anyway, we did come back home in the end, and soon thereafter it was dinner time. And for a special treat, Nosie Boy came over with his high-chair, and the boys had dinner together. This probably gets old, but yes, they were very, very cute. Lots of looking at each other and laughing. And occasionally grabbing each other's food.
I also made chocolate mousse tonight for BSM's daycare ladies. Because Shoshi happened to mention a few days ago that mothers bring in a cake for the daycare ladies when their babies turn 6 and 12 months, and so baking for them has been on my brain, and Erev Shavuos is a pretty good excuse.
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