Taking a long nap was not on the to do list for today, but my body somehow made it a priority. Too much left to do and no time to do it.

I have to run to a meeting and then class, but suggestions for Jessica from another mom of an underweight kiddo: hummus and refried beans. Franny could eat them all day.

Franny could eat them all day.

Me too! I just had like 1/2 a container of hummus.

Maybe I'm secretly a toddler?!

Hummus is great! My wife and kids won't eat it though, crazy.

If I had seen hummus before I decided I liked it, I wouldn't have eaten it. I'm neurotic about color and texture. Serve it in the dark?

Matilda adores hummus, although she tends to forget that she adores it if she goes a few days without, and then we have to reintroduce it with lots of ridiculous "Mmm! Yum! Oh so good!" cues before she'll try it again, and then she eats half the tub. It's one of the very few things that she ever does that upset Emmett. After she's been eating it he thinks she smells like feet and wants her to go away until the smell fades.

Speaking of Emmett, I'm contemplating getting him this shirt for his birthday. Just waiting for Hec's input before pulling the trigger.

happy birthday erika!

Worked the beach thing out. Stayed. Thanks muchly to buffista wisdom taking over when tired mommy brain shorted out.

Happy Birthday, Erika!

Dylan loves hummus like I love coffee - it's also how I make him eat vegetables, because roasted red pepper hummus is Teh Yum.

DH took him to work after the dr appt today and I beat them home. Being alone in my own home is such a rare thing these days I don't quite know what to do with myself. (I have already been Little Miss Domesticcakes and freezer-bagged all but one of the bulk chicken breasts I bought yesterday and put a pot roast in the oven.)

We can haz power! It came back on around 3:30 a.m. overnight. And the thing is, The Boy works about 1 mile from our house, and THEY got power at 2 p.m. yesterday. So when he told me that yesterday afternoon, I was SURE we'd have power at the house.

When I walked in at 5:30 and there was no power, I almost cried. But we rallied, and went out to dinner with friends, and came home to a pitch-black house. I told The Boy that I know we're lucky; the house and cars didn't get damaged, and the weather is perfect -- cool, low humidty -- for having the windows open (i.e., no need for a/c). But despite all that, the overwhelming DARK, even with tons of candles, was really REALLY putting me in a depressive state, and I just needed to have electric light again.

He went to bed when I did last night (he's a night owl, and I go to bed at 11:30 or so, while he stays up until 1 or 2, so it's unusual that he goes to bed the same time I do [unless there's ::ahem:: good reason for him to do so ::ahem::]), I think to comfort me.

So he snuggled me, and told me we'd have light soon, and it would be okay. Then he asked me, "Are you afraid of the dark?"

Me: "Yes. But not with you."

Him: "I'm afraid of the dark, too."

Me: "I'll protect you."

Him: "Protect, nothing; I'm throwing you to the wolves!"

Me: "I love you for your craven cowardice."

Anyway, I got up to pee at 6 a.m., and I realized I could see the dining room light on!!! I stood in the hallway and jumped up and down and clapped my hands loudly enough to wake the dogs and The Boy.

POWER!!!!!

And then after work I spent ~$80 on *just* the staples at the grocery store; we still need to fill in the cracks with the rest of our standard fare.

But we're having a pizza we cooked in our own oven, and salad with dressing that didn't sit in a warm fridge for 4 days, so it's all good.