Friday afternoon: Lee is on the couch and Sloan says, "Oh Daddy, guess what? We got you a present today." I quickly shush him and remind him it's a secret. "I didn't say it was a golf game," he protests.
Later that day, we decide to go to the mall to let the kids play and get a bite to eat. I tell them to go to the bathroom before we leave. I hear them giggling in the bathroom and look in to see Tia sitting on the toilet peeing and Sloan standing in front of her, peeing in the toilet between her legs. That's disgusting.
Saturday: Tia wakes up with pink eye, which I can only assume she picked up at McDonalds. I head to a blogger's guild meeting (more on that later) and then pick up a prescription that the pediatrician calls in, thank God, because when I get home, Tia's eye is swollen, very red and almost crusted shut. My doctor calls in a refill just in case one of the other kids gets it. I love her.
Saturday night: we go to the Chesterfield Aquatic Center, which is the greatest public swimming place I've found and I snap this picture of Landon. What a stud.
Incidentally, my baby is 6 months old today. Where does the time go? What a joy it's been to have him these last 6 months - what a bigger joy it's been to have him sleeping through the night this past month! Here is a picture of his mad sitting up skills!
Sunday morning: Sloan is in the shower and suddenly remembers that this is the day he can tell Lee what his present is. He comes running out naked and dripping wet and shouts, "Daddy we got you Tiger Woods golf! Can we play it?"
Sunday afternoon,:Lee wants Lion's Choice for lunch. Not what I would pick, but whatever, it Father's Day. Lee plays Wii golf all afternoon, until the US Open starts, at which point he parks himself on the couch and proceeds to whoop and holler at the TV all evening - taking a short break to go play a Volleyball game for a recreational league that he joined. Random, I know. My parents join us for dinner and watch with us as Tiger Woods manages to pull off a putt at the 18th hole to force Rocco Mediate into playing again today. After that ends, Lee flips over to the NBA championships to watch LA defeat the Celtics and force game 6. Eight years ago I would have known nothing about either of these events, nor would I have cared. Today, I'm excited to see who wins the US Open. That's what love's done to me.
It's a beautiful night last night and we sit on the front porch for awhile. I go to bed and Lee falls asleep on the couch on our front porch. He wakes up at 3:00 am and comes to bed. All in all, it's a good weekend.