our seventh anniversary dinner was lovely. rob made reservations at Shula's steakhouse. the steaks were melt in your mouth delicious and the waiters were very attentive. rob and i haven't been out to a nice dinner in such a long time! i was so glad that it turned out to be a good dinner, since these nights are so rare. i even wore a dress and heels for the occasion. not an easy thing to do when you're very pregnant, wearing heels, that is. i had to go through 4 pairs of black heels before i found a pair i could get my feet into. my normally size 6.5 feet have swollen and spread to a size 7. of course it will get much worse by the time the baby is born! when i left the hospital after delivering mimi, i couldnt get my feet into a size 7 and had to leave wearing just a pair of hospital issue socks! luckily, this time around, it will be july, so i'll be able to wear flip flops out the door! any way, i teetered my hefty belly around on some spiked heels, nearly falling flat on my ass a couple of times, all in the name of fashion.
after dinner, we watched a movie in the comfort of our home (being 7 months preggo, i have to run to the bathroom every hour and find it hard to sit comfortably for very long...not a good combo for catching a movie at the theaters). it was nice to be home w/o the responsibility of a child...just rob, me and kaya. i hope we'll still be able to have some quiet moments like this even after the baby is born.
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this past sunday, rob was at his parents house with kaya and mimi (i stayed home). while outside on this parent's front lawn, two young german shepherds came running over from their yard next door to attack kaya. rob managed to get the marauding dogs off of kaya and the owner regained control over her dogs. kaya, who was not seriously injured, spent the rest of the day shaking and shedding fur out of terror from the experience. when they came home, i asked mimi what happened to kaya (rob had updated me on the phone prior to coming home). she told me very matter of factly, there were two dogs that were fighting with kaya. the three dogs were doing doggie tae kwon do.
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while driving home from school one day, mimi chatting incessantly as ever, somehow the topic of how old is daddy came up. i told her daddy was going to have a birthday in may and he would be 37 years old. mimi says, 'and i'm four, right?' and i said, yes, you're four years old. and she frowns and says, 'mama, i'm not OLD.' i said, no you're young, but when you say how many years of age you are, you say 'years old.' and mimi still frowning says, "but i'm not old. mama, look at my face. i dont have spots all over my face like you. I'M....NOT...OLD!" fine! i say exasperated, you four years YOUNG.
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mimi is very worried about who she will marry when she is grown up. she told me once that she planned to marry daddy, and i told her she could not. i told her you can't marry your own daddy, and besides, i'm married to daddy already. you can't marry someone who is already married. then she says she will marry her grandfather. again, i point out that she can not. so she tells me she will marry me. i tell her she can't marry her mommy either. and besides, girls and supposed to marry boys (i know, it's very closed minded of me to state that). she harrumps and whines, who am i going to marry then!
several days later, she says, mama, when my baby brother is born i'm going to marry him. oh, mimi, you can't marry your brother, i say. she says, no, not when he's a baby, but when he's growed up. it doesn't matter, i tell her. no matter how big he is, you still can't marry your brother. who am i going to marry then! she cries out with such consternation i can't help but laugh. you will find someone special one day when you are big, i promise, i tell her. mommy and daddy will help you, okay? she reluctantly accepted my answer, but i could tell she wasn't satisfied....oh, yes, mimi, i know...how much easier would life be if you could know from the beginning who you would marry and spend the rest of your life with?
after dinner, we watched a movie in the comfort of our home (being 7 months preggo, i have to run to the bathroom every hour and find it hard to sit comfortably for very long...not a good combo for catching a movie at the theaters). it was nice to be home w/o the responsibility of a child...just rob, me and kaya. i hope we'll still be able to have some quiet moments like this even after the baby is born.
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this past sunday, rob was at his parents house with kaya and mimi (i stayed home). while outside on this parent's front lawn, two young german shepherds came running over from their yard next door to attack kaya. rob managed to get the marauding dogs off of kaya and the owner regained control over her dogs. kaya, who was not seriously injured, spent the rest of the day shaking and shedding fur out of terror from the experience. when they came home, i asked mimi what happened to kaya (rob had updated me on the phone prior to coming home). she told me very matter of factly, there were two dogs that were fighting with kaya. the three dogs were doing doggie tae kwon do.
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while driving home from school one day, mimi chatting incessantly as ever, somehow the topic of how old is daddy came up. i told her daddy was going to have a birthday in may and he would be 37 years old. mimi says, 'and i'm four, right?' and i said, yes, you're four years old. and she frowns and says, 'mama, i'm not OLD.' i said, no you're young, but when you say how many years of age you are, you say 'years old.' and mimi still frowning says, "but i'm not old. mama, look at my face. i dont have spots all over my face like you. I'M....NOT...OLD!" fine! i say exasperated, you four years YOUNG.
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mimi is very worried about who she will marry when she is grown up. she told me once that she planned to marry daddy, and i told her she could not. i told her you can't marry your own daddy, and besides, i'm married to daddy already. you can't marry someone who is already married. then she says she will marry her grandfather. again, i point out that she can not. so she tells me she will marry me. i tell her she can't marry her mommy either. and besides, girls and supposed to marry boys (i know, it's very closed minded of me to state that). she harrumps and whines, who am i going to marry then!
several days later, she says, mama, when my baby brother is born i'm going to marry him. oh, mimi, you can't marry your brother, i say. she says, no, not when he's a baby, but when he's growed up. it doesn't matter, i tell her. no matter how big he is, you still can't marry your brother. who am i going to marry then! she cries out with such consternation i can't help but laugh. you will find someone special one day when you are big, i promise, i tell her. mommy and daddy will help you, okay? she reluctantly accepted my answer, but i could tell she wasn't satisfied....oh, yes, mimi, i know...how much easier would life be if you could know from the beginning who you would marry and spend the rest of your life with?
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