Jan 31st, 2007
Daddy’s out of town
Chuck went to Austin on Monday so I have been on my own for a couple days. Normally not too much of an issue, but trying to take care of a 2 year old, while 8 months pregnant isn’t all that fun. Thankfully Colin has been pretty good for me - except for a major meltdown in the grocery store today.
I only had to get 3 or 4 things, so he was walking - or should I say refusing to walk anywhere. He is really into planets, space, etc right now and LOVES chocolate - so imagine when he found “chocolate earths” in the bulk section. These are solid chocolate wrapped in globe paper - we already have a couple at home, which I told him, but he just wouldn’t budge. I couldn’t exactly leave him in the bulk food area while I got the one other thing I needed. So here I am, lugging a basket and my purse, wearing a huge, extremely hot coat (it’s like 15 degree out there), huge stomach sticking out and then I had to pick Colin up - who was screaming and crying about his “chocolate earths.” Oh, and I was starving. I think it was quite possibly the worst trip to the grocery store I have ever had. And they didn’t even have any of my favorite chocolate covered raisins…which I can’t find anywhere - I think they are having supply issues…tragic.
Colin has occasionally been asking where daddy is, so I told him and now Colin says a few times a day “Daddy flew plane to Texas. He’s working in Texas. He could be (that is Colin’s phrase of the moment “could be”) coming back tonight to see me.” I think Colin thinks that Chuck actually flew the plane to Texas himself.
Speaking of “could be” - Colin uses it all the time - we will be reading his Solar System book and I will be saying “This is Venus…” and he says “Well, it could be Mars” and I say “Well it could be, but it says that it is Venus right here” and he replies “No, it could be Mars.” In music class yesterday his teacher played a sound of a horse and asked everyone what is was, a bunch of kids said “Horse, horse” and Colin replies “Well, it could be a giraffe.”
Yesterday he also told me that he wanted to turn on the TV so he could “check the score” - of what, I don’t know.
This made me laugh, especially the “could be” stuff. I think I’ll start using that more myself. I always use a cart at the grocery store, never a basket, even if I only need a few things. Not because Theo refuses to walk (because he can’t yet) but because when he sees something he likes on a shelf he leans waaaaay out to grab for it and it just kills my back trying to counter-balance him.