My sister in law watched Ingrid today, so that Dave and I could go see a screening of his friends’ (award-winning, crazy-great) documentary. While we were gone, SIL, BIL and my niece took Ing out to lunch, and had a great time, but she didn’t really want to go to sleep at naptime. Julie checked on her at one point, and she was talking to her baby doll, and as Julie walked away, she heard this:
“Do you know who they are? Yeah? That Julie and Kristi and Woody. Do you like them? No, I don’t like Julie and Kristi, only Woody. You have to take a nap and close your eyes, and when you wake up you can go see Woody, okay? OKAY!”
DYING. See, Woody is the guy that ALLLLLL the kids love, he’s quiet with adults, but he loves the kids. He gets Happy Meals at McDonald’s and saves the prizes for when they visit, he always lets them play his drums. He is just goofy and fun A lot like Dave, in fact, when I met Dave I asked who his favorite relative was, he said “my brother in law.” Dave doesn’t remember him NOT being around, and has been kind of a father figure to him, and he’s just such a good person. Anyway, it was hysterically cute to hear.
Totally UNrelated, while I was in Florida, I went to a Prescriptives counter at Macy’s, and did the thing where you sit in the chair and they do you up. The clerk was AWESOME, totally got that I am NOT A MAKEUP PERSON, and with Amy there to help me, too, it just worked. I ended up buying some foundation, bronzer and mascara (and tried to buy concealer, but they were out!) which used up a store credit I’ve had since Christmas, and then some, and then we went to Target and I got a cheapie concealer and makeup brush, and some lipstick. All week long, I’ve been wearing the concealer/foundation/bronzer/mascara (oh, and the foundation and bronzer are from the mineral line) and on Friday, one of my coworkers mentioned that I had some ‘glow’ going on all week and I confessed to having worn makeup all week and they were like OMG! GRETCHEN WORE MAKEUP! Yes! I did! And apparently this combo works VERY WELL because I look glowy but not so done that people thought I was wearing makeup. SCORE. Of course, it costs a fortune, but um, oh well. Right? Right.
Also, have I mentioned that Ingrid is potty trained? By the end of the first week of new daycare, she was going occasionally, and by the end of the second week, she was in undies all the time (save for nap/night) and she’s only had a few accidents, most related to not wanting to leave the playground to go in and pee, which I can kind of understand. It’s been a long winter. SO WEIRD.