Monday, October 15, 2012

Who needs sleep? {Quinn’s Weekend Adventures}



I do, apparently. I would like to take a moment to thank my wonderful son who decided to sleep in until ten-o’clock on Sunday morning so his poor, sick mommy could get some extra rest.

Quinn caught a cold last week (once again, I blame that nasty child care room at the gym!), and this time I was not spared. After a rough night of sleep that not even Nyquil could relieve, I felt like “death on a toast” all day Sunday.

I can’t remember the last time I slept in, and it felt amazing.

We discovered that pancakes are one of the few things Q will eat with gusto, so Hubs whipped some up for breakfast. Q went to town and ate almost two whole pancakes!

Given the snot level in our house, we kept it low key this weekend (and skipped the annual Ocktober Fest downtown – bummer). Or at least we attempted to keep it low key. After fourteen hours of sleep and a ton of pancakes and syrup, Quinn was bouncing off the freakin’ walls, yo.

I did my best to entertain that little bundle of energy in my lethargic, medicated haze. Q and I read lots of books, played with blocks and crawled through tunnels. We even read books and played with blocks in the tunnels. We giggled and wrestled and ran through the house. It was fun and exhausting.

All of that activity (and the sugar crash after all that syrup) led to a nice long nap – for Quinn and mommy. We both slept for over two hours.

I can’t remember the last time I took a nap, and it felt amazing.

At some point, Quinn got a hold of my electric handheld mixer and pulled it through the house by the cord. I tried to trade him the mixer for his actual pull toy, but he would have none of that.



Hubs really stepped up to the plate again this weekend. I had plans to fire up the crock pot and slow cook a beef roast on Sunday morning. But just the idea of peeling potatoes and chopping carrots zapped all the energy I had. So Hubs found a recipe online and did the whole thing himself, including all the clean-up. The roast came out deliciously, and there are enough leftovers for at least two more nights. It’s the gift that keeps on giving.



Doesn’t that look yummy? I love crock pot dinners!

After dinner, I made the mistake of lying down in the floor. Every toddler knows that’s open invitation. I heard Quinn giggle his mischievous giggle, and I braced myself for impact.



In other news, the Detroit Tigers are in the playoffs again this year! They’re up against the Yankees for the AL championship, and so far they’re up two games to zero. I’m hoping for a Tigers vs. Giants World Series so no matter who wins, I’ll be happy.


2 comments:

  1. Yay hubs for working the crock pot! Sorry you were feeling sick. Hoping that you are on the mend. Our guy just got over his cough & cold. I cringed when I read "that nasty child care room at the gym"...our guy caught his at his new school. We just started him in a toddler program and the room is a haven for germs. Be well my friend!

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    1. Thanks, Cynthia! So nice to see you. Yes, we're getting better. I know it's good for his immune system and blah blah blah, but I have to physically try not to vomit every time he touches a toy in that child care room. But you know what I mean, seeing as how we're both is the Germaphobia Sisterhood. :)

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