Well, I'm 30+1 day.
I still don't feel grown up.
It's rainy today.
And, when this storm hit Dallas, I was actually out in Mesquite at the Chik-fil-A over on Town East Blvd. with Tera, Aubri, Stephanie, Justin, and Gage.
Whoooo....a big storm blew threw, and it was only raining a little bit when we left.
In just a bit I'm going to watch Aubri for a little while. Her Daddy's having surgery today, and this way Tera can go be with him, and then they can get Aubri from my house when they get him home & settled.
Chik-fil-A was eventful. Another little girl hurt Gage's feelings because she didn't want to play with him in the playroom. He was all over her! She was about 3 years old with long curly blonde hair. He was smothering her. Not literally, but you know what I mean. I explained that he should give her a little space to explore & maybe she'd want to play in a little while. Well, they had a little disagreement at the door to the play area. She wanted to shut the door with him inside & her outside so that he'd get away from her, and in the process she smushed his fingers in the door---and just leaned in with her weight in an attempt to keep the door shut. Her mother was on it before I was able to travel the two feet to his rescue. It wasn't pretty, and she refused to say she was sorry. Her poor mom was horrified. But hey---I get it. Trying to get a toddler to do what you want them to do when you want them to do it is not easy. Granted, Gage's feelings & fingers were hurt, but in the end, we were all okay. And her poor mom was just so apologetic & TRIED to get her little one to say she was sorry. That's really all you can do, I suppose.
And now, we're home. Gage is playing trucks in the living room, and we're just waiting for Aubri to arrive.