Alex and I had our trip to Anne and Zekey's house yesterday. Zeke is one of Alex's many suitors - most of our friends have young sons, so she's got a long list to sift through. Twins even! Anyway, I prepped Alex for the trip by having her practice saying "Zekey", and she had that down perfectly. I still am not entirely sure that she knows who Zekey is, but oh well, she will some day for sure.
So, after an hour and a half in the car (15 minutes talking, an hour or so sleeping, and the rest of the trip talking again) we arrived at Zeke's house. Griffin, the Bernese Mountain Dog of the house was there to greet/terrify us when we came in. There was much crying, and Griff was rapidly escorted outside to spend the rest of the day in his preferred cool weather. Though I suspect he might have preferred being inside with two toddlers who drop food as often as they breath.
After the greeting had worn off and Alex was sufficiently calmed down, we settled in for a day of little kid mayhem and madness. We went for a walk to make up for Zeke's lack of nap, but while Zeke slept in his stroller, something he apparently does regularly, Alex was wide awake and crabbing about the mittens we borrowed from Zeke. She managed to yell/pull them off rather quickly, and then her hat. It was pretty darn cold and she was pretty darn crabby by this point, so we ran back to the cars, promising clementines for everyone when we would get back to the house. Alex sadly proclaimed her desire for clementines many times between frustrated yowls (she wanted to get out of the stroller and check out the woods. And eat dirty road snow.) we finally made it back to the car, and she was placated briefly by her music (she now also announces "music" when she hears her cds.)
When we got back, we (she and Zeke) ate clementines, apples, cheese, crackers and cookies of various baby varieties, cereal, milk, juice.........Refueled, Alex and Zeke bounced merrily around the living room, making sure to play with every plastic animal, block, car, truck, bus..................... there were diaper changes galore - thank you Alex for eating so very much the day previous - and while Zeke helped chop veggies for dinner, Alex played some more. She loved the Lego table and all of Zeke's "zebras" (everything that's an exotic-looking animal toy is a zebra, apparently) and she generally had a fabulous time playing with all the things that, if at our house, she would ignore for a crayon.
Dinner was quick and painless, and then Alex was inserted into her pajamas for a quiet, relaxing ride home. Only to wake up (or was she ever asleep? She loves watching things from the car, so maybe she was just super quiet.) right when we got into the driveway. I turned around, and she was blinking and sort of staring into space.
We went inside, said hello to Dadoo, had some cheese and juice, and then the real fun began. as witnessed via the phone by my Mom, Alex went temporarily insane when she got home. She literally ran in circles all over the house, falling and getting up, getting tangled in curtains, falling some more, all the while talking and squealing like she had had a steady stream of candy all day long. She does that when she has an atypical day, but wow was she wired last night. I swear she did the worm, and was doing carp kicks off the couch, all kinds of super-craziness. And finally, around 9:00, even the talking and rustling around in the crib stopped, and she's been asleep ever since. Well, I think she woke up once, but I'm fairly certain Jeff only started to go in to check on her and she fell back asleep.
So, I've declared today national stay-at-home-and-get-back-to-the-boring-old-routine day. Judging from the insanity of last night, I think Alex has used up several days' energy anyway, so maybe a return to schedule will actually happen. We can always hope.
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