Reentry into normal, post-vacation life has been a bit hectic.
After traveling for 2 solid days and letting a few things slide for the sake of driving in peace, I have to be Sgt. Mom and break some bad habits. I've taken away R's blanket during the day in hopes of limiting the thumb sucking and getting her to exercise some self-control without a crutch. She asks about watching videos in the van when running errands. She's been sans clothes a bit more than usual which may be a side effect from being around her twin cousins.
Dave says he needs 18 days to catch up for the 9 days we were gone. He goes through a hundred e-mails at night from the recliner so at least we're in the same room together. The next Thrive facility opens in 2 weeks so he's been driving to Dr. Phillips every day to supervise the final stages of the build out. The machines are being delivered today! Very exciting and also a bit nerve-racking as Thrive (and therefore, Dave) is going to be independent very soon. They're working on getting the investment funding they need to move forward. I've proofed the business plan a few times in my role as unofficial grammar consultant, just doing my part.
Watching Last Comic Standing (a summer favorite for the past few years) is not nearly as funny as watching Dave watch LCS. At least once per episode, he completely looses it. His face turns red, he starts crying, his laugh turns into this nasally wheezing that sounds like he'll burst a blood vessel. He has no control and the least little thing after that will set him off again like his laugh defenses have been compromised. The guy who set him off this week didn't even make it to L.A. for the next round.
R is saying "This is my favorite" to everything. Usually a song--"How Great is Our God," "Awesome God," and "Margaritaville" which she announced very loudly in a restaurant. (That's for you, P.J.).
Ben had his 6-month checkup this week. The dr.'s comment on looking at his growth chart: "He's coming back onto the line." Meaning his weight's not as far off the chart as it once was. Well, that makes me feel better. Plus, now I'm using a heavy-duty Vaseline type ointment on his skin at night so he's really a little greased pig now.
Looking foward to a fun weekend--a wedding of an old friend and R attending her first major birthday party. Should be a hoot!