This morning very early Everett wakes up screaming. Then he starts grunting and pushing and pushing. And crying. I can tell he’s constipated by his actions and that’s confirmed when I changed his diaper. Poor boy has a big log of poop stuck half way out of his bum and a little drop of blood from where his butt actually ripped a teeny bit from the size of the poop! I’m surprised by this because he doesn’t eat a lot of constipating foods. But on further thought he does prefer meat to most other foods and maybe on the road trip I gave him too much pork at Famous Dave’s? I decide to get him some prunes and applesauce right away, and extra fluids. But I know he’s not going to eat the prunes because he’s been turning away baby food and refusing those baby food pouches, too! Darn it.
In a moment of inspired brilliance I think to myself that he might like baby food in a straw sippy cup. Like a smoothie experience. So I buy some of those take and toss sippy cups and a variety of baby food pouches and containers.
I also decide to buy a new diaper bag since mine is just too small for this move and living out of a hotel. I buy some super cheesy diaper bag with monkeys on it because I only cared about the price and that one was the cheapest 😛
After dropping Brooke off at school I decide to check out the local library. I’m nervous because libraries are either really great or really terrible and rarely in between. ha
This one is great, though! It’s not too big but it’s clean and really cute and the kid area is really nice because there are some toys and computers but the focus is on the books! FINALLY a library where the focus is on books and not an indoor playplace or computers!!
My kids want to throw coins into the fountain but I’m cleaned out of coins since I let them throw my entire coin stash into the fountain in front of the hotel. They’re talking about all the wishes they’d make if they have coins when a man walking past casually reaches into his pocket, no hesitation in his stride, and with a smile drops a small handful of change into my hand. That’s very nice of you, thank you! I call as he continues on his way.
In some gloriously perfect timing that day is storytime and it’s barely starting just as we arrive. Sierra and Payson hesitate on the edge of the group of kids while Ember catches sight of the group and without prompting runs to grab herself a carpet square and then takes it straight over and sets it down in the middle of the group. That girl! haha
Sierra and Payson seeing their little sister join the group look to me and I say, “It’s okay, you guys can join in, too!” They timidly go and get a carpet square and go sit right by Ember. Ember meanwhile has her eyes fixated on the storytime leader with a huge smile on her face. Sierra and Payson once seated safely in a Hausen-sibling group crack smiles and occasionally do a quick glance at me, just for added security by my nod and smile. I’m sure their timidness is less because of the situation in general and more because of their ages compared to the other kids there. Poor things were the only ones above the age of maybe 5.
I leaned his stroller back against my lap so he’d straighten out and he promptly woke up and I held him the rest of the time. And made a mental note to finally go ahead and buy myself a new stroller. Not only is this umbrella one terrible if he falls asleep but the wheels on it have never worked well and I’m constantly shaking it as I walk to try to get the wheels to point in the right direction!