We had such plans for this week. We were going to go to the aquarium. We were going to go to Canobie Lake. I was trying to set up playdates.
This is what I get for attempting to get out of the house.
Also, B. canceled due to illness, and T. refused all outings with me. We stayed inside almost the entire day, except when he bawled because R. took A. to the doctor and T. wanted to go with them. We waited tearfully outside for about 20 minutes until I successfully distracted T. by picking him up and tickling him, did some deep pressure, and then took him back inside to throw him on the couch. Repeatedly. Other than that, we did an ungodly number of jigsaw puzzles, played HoneyBee Tree and the Candyland Castle Game, set up the monorail, the wooden train set and the plastic train set (all at the same time. That is always kind of fun to watch), and watched a lot of TV.
R.'s meeting got rescheduled, so he spent a chunk of today napping with A.
ETA: T. and I have been singing some song games (mostly monkeys jumping on the bed and if you're happy and you know it, but also sometimes incy wincy and other stuff). I wonder if the "mama called the doctor and the doctor said" from monkeys jumping on the bed is why he wanted to go to the doctor with papa. Probably not. T. and R. go to the doctor a lot because of the asthma complicating respiratory stuff. Altho oddly, this time around it wasn't a problem.
