The Brazilian steak house was a hit. The meat hangover was not so bad on Sunday but it may have been masked by the lack-of-sleep hangover. Somehow the kids didn’t seem to care that we didn’t get in bed until 3:00 on Sunday morning. Oh no! They were still up at 6:30 on Sunday morning wanting to watch cartoons! And eat breakfast! And other such nonsense!
So, the restaurant was pretty cool. (BTW: Cameron thinks that ‘cool’ is the ultimate word for awesome things. You can’t say that something is nice or pretty or neat. “You mean it’s cool, mom?”) Best service I’ve ever had! We never had to ask for drinks or more rolls or anything. Lots of meat. Most of it was really good but there were a few things I didn’t really care for. And…I’m one of those well-done-lovers which I’m sure is frowned upon by actual steak connoisseurs. Whatever. Overall, it was great and I would go again for a special occasion or with a group of people.
After dinner we headed to a smokey bar (WTF, right? I thought almost everyplace was smoke free now.) to see some great rock ‘n roll! The show was awesome but there was that unfortunate incident where the lead singer apparently felt I wasn’t rocking hard enough (AKA: jumping around like crazy and doing wild air guitar/drums like the rest of the people there) and he actually called me out in the middle of a song. He was actually very funny about it and gave me his guitar pick as a peace offering after ‘picking’ on me. I really was having a great time and totally enjoying the show but 1.) I was completely sober, and 2.) it’s just not really my style to dance with reckless abandon (especially when I’m sober). Of course, I spent the rest of the show trying to demonstrate that I was, indeed, rocking out and felt like I was being critiqued by not only the band but the people standing around me. Great fun!!
I’ve been thinking that I want to start writing on here more so there’s no time like the present to get started, eh?
We had a pretty pleasant weekend! We decided to take the kids to the Children’s Museum on Saturday afternoon for a couple of reasons. 1) it’s hot as blazes lately so that’s a nice cool indoor activity. 2) Our membership expires in August so we HAD to go at least one more time before then to get our money out of the membership. 3) We realized that they have a Rock and Roll exhibit right now which is right up Cam’s alley. AND…they had the KISS guy’s costumes on display which was beyond exciting for both kids. I have to wonder how many preschoolers are KISS fans solely because of Rock & Roll All Night, courtesy of Guitar Hero. Hmmm…
I mowed the grass (complete with weed eating! and blowing the clippings off of the patio!) on Saturday morning while Jason played Lincoln Logs with the kids. Somehow mowing the grass seems to have become my job this summer. I’m totally not complaining I just think it’s kind of funny for some reason. I view it as cross-training so if I can get in a workout and finish a chore all at one time I’m all for it. I love to multitask!
Sunday morning was pretty low key again. Jason ran 7 miles on the treadmill while the kids and I colored and danced and played monster trucks. Then we did the 30 Day Shred DVD together. Lily amazes me every time she does this with me! After naps we headed downtown to check out the youth theater production of Peter Pan. It was really, really good! I’m amazed at all of the hard work these kids put into the show. It clearly took a lot of time and dedication to get all of the dances, gymnastics, wire work (for flying!) and other details together to put on a great show.
The kids really enjoyed it too and Cameron rushed to find his Peter Pan costume as soon as we got home! Funny thing about Cameron this weekend is that he seems to have developed a sensitive side. Not that he’s never been sensitive before but songs have never really made him tear up until Sunday. I don’t know if he was just tired or what but the boy got all sad and teary on Sunday morning when I turned on a slow-ish Phish song (of all things) and then three times during Peter Pan he started to cry when they were singing lullaby or other sad sounding songs. It’s like he just got overwhelm with grief when the lost boys left to go back with Wendy and Peter curled up on the stage in despair. His bottom lip came out and trembled and he kept trying to take deep breaths and rub his hands over his face to keep from crying. I really didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, it was just so sad/cute. We have yet to see if this was just a Sunday thing or if this song sensitivity is a new phase we’re entering. Stay tuned!
I swear my 12 month old just said ‘Cinderella’. Good grief, the princess obsession is strong with this one too.
I’ve been meaning to put together a list of the words Cameron is saying and now is as good a time as any. We think he is saying the following words…or at least he’s saying something that sounds like these words.
Hi
Thank You
More
Ball
Puppy
Kitty
Mickey Mouse
Lily
Blastoff (from the Little Einsteins. He raises his arms above his head and yells “Blastoff!”)
Bear
Jude
Uh-oh
Wow
Good Job
Oh No
Yeah
No
Manana
As a side note: Cameron LOVES music! He can’t get enough of it. He just pressed the music button on a little car and then got the widest grin and stood up and started dancing (walking) in a circle while clapping his hands! LOVE. THIS. He also begs for music when we’re in the kitchen. We have an iPod radio hanging under the cabinets and he will point at it and chatter until we turn the music on for him! Current house favorites are Rubber Biscuit by The Blues Brothers and Manana by Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers.
