The curse of Harry Potter

Wow, where do I begin...we've had a busy week. Well, as busy as a lazy summer can get, I guess. We had only been home a week, and I was feeling a little trunky. So, I packed the kiddos up and drove to Austin to visit some good friends. I love Austin because 1. we have friends, 2. there are fewer mosquitoes (thanks to a huge bat colony), 3. The Potterybarn Outlet (same cute pottery barn stuff for CHEAP--need I say more?), 4. we have friends (oh, did I already say that?) The kids had a great time swimming and hanging out with friends. The only downside was one of the little boys was sick. Read on to find out why it was the "downside" for us.

Well, as many of you know I am anxiously awaiting the release of the final book in the Harry Potter series. I'm a little bit of a freak about it. But I am truly excited. And in my need to fulfill my Harry Potter addiction, I want to see the new Harry Potter movie as well. So, Trevor and I decided that on Friday afternoon we would get a babysitter and get tickets to see the movie at the IMAX in 3-D. (I know, I told you I was a little bit of a freak.) So, we had a babysitter and tickets all lined up on Thursday--I was really proud of the fact that we were planning ahead. Hence the disappointment when at 2am on Friday morning (yes that was in the "a.m."), we are awakened by a hurling 5 year old (remember the sick friend we were with in Austin? Yep.) I don't deal well in all things related to vomit, so I woke up T and said "please...I can't deal with it." My husband is an angel. He immediately wiped the sleep from his eyes and cleaned up the mess. No complaints were uttered. He is a saint. Later, on the same day, H was complaining that her ears hurt. Well, I didn't want to get into the weekend with another sick kid with possible ear infections, so I took her into the doctor. Diagnosis: Double middle-ear infections, and swimmer's ear in the right ear. Poor girl. Oh, and the baby has a croupy cough. So, our plans were foiled. Yes, whenever you plan ahead, something in the universe plots against you...or maybe it's just our kids plotting against us. So, we've rescheduled our date for Monday night (I know, it's technically FHE night, but come on, it's Harry Potter!) So, I'm fully on alert and expecting another round of throwing up tonight to foil those plans again.

Now, this little gem is called a BUMBO. (T always calls it the b*i*mbo...T: "hey annie, where's that b*i*mbo?" Me: "Uh, are you calling our sweet baby girl names? I THINK you mean, the bumbo.) I love this babyseat! And so does Baby K. She thinks she's such a big girl in it. She loves to sit with us a dinner like such a big girl. I know, technically it should only be placed on the floor, but who am I to spoil her fun? These seats are designed to make it really hard for the kids to squirm out of them, and also it helps her sit up on her own.

Well, I better go. T wants to brush up on his Harry Potter knowledge by watching the 4th movie to prepare himself for the new movie tomorrow. Let's all say it together: We are GEEKS!