Showing posts with label happy Eli. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happy Eli. Show all posts

Friday, November 07, 2008

Eli the Clementine Thrower

I went grocery shopping yesterday afternoon. Throughout the time at the store, Eli went back and forth from saying "hold" because he wanted to hold whatever I was putting in the cart and "hold you" because he wanted me to take him out of the cart and hold him. Needless to say, the trip at the store took longer than I was planning.

I came home feeling rushed to finish a meal I was making for a friend and not having time to put most of the groceries away. Ben was stuck coming home on the train - the signals went out systemwide, so they weren't letting the trains go due to safety reasons (his 25 minute ride home took an hour and a half). I tried to get Eli to eat dinner while I was cooking, but he finished in record time and was not interested in staying cooped up in his booster seat for very long.

Once he was free, Eli pulled all of the clementines out of the box and started throwing them around the kitchen like they were balls. He thought it was SO fun and was laughing so hard. Then he had fun putting the clementines in a pile and stacking and compiling the groceries that were still out.

These pants are pretty big in the waist! They were falling off of him all day long, poor guy.

And no, we don't drink Coke - I bought it for a Cafe Rio pork recipe that I'm hoping is better than my other attempts. What I really crave is a true Cafe Rio burrito, but I'll have to settle for this, 1,200 miles away from the nearest location. :(

Eli was in such a good mood last night! We picked Ben up from his late train at 7:15 p.m., then came home and ate dinner while Eli continued throwing the clementines and running around us while we ate. He didn't get to bed until 8 p.m., and gave me the nicest gift this morning - Eli didn't start yelling Boppy until almost 8 a.m.! (I think he was up earlier, but played quietly in his crib for a little while) That was the nicest thing he could have done for his tired, third-trimester pregnant, still-battling-a-yucky-cold mom.

It's now 9 a.m. and all we've really accomplished is reading books, eating breakfast, and getting Eli dressed. I'm still in my sweats and enjoying a slow, happy start to the morning. Sometimes you just need days like this!